Tag: Writing

For this weeks learning we have been focusing on abstract nouns meaning having feelings. We  generated a image from nano banana replicating The Boy In The Striped Pyjamas and we chose the word FRIENDSHIP for our abstract noun which turned out to be a perfect explanation on why these two humans have an unstoppable bond were they had die together knowing that they have eachother.

For Writing, me and my partner created slides based on what we learned for literacy. What we were explaining was Simple, Compound and Complex Sentences based on the Boy in the Striped pajamas. We also created a super challenge sentence creating a whole paragraph using all those sentences. We enjoyed this activity due to the collabration we’ve built through out this learning and how we brainstorm together to gather more intresting ideas.

L.I To vary our sentence lengths to create pace and impact.

We used our reading text ” The Boy in the Striped Pajamas” to use our sentence knowledge creatively in the context.

For this task my partners and I used Simple, Compound and Complex sentence to help us add more impact into our writing. For this letter Bruno express how he miss his Grandma that still lives in Berlin, for more help we used FANBOYS and AWHITEBUS.

These are short for:

For, And, Nor, But, Or, Yet and So

Although, At, After, When, Whenever, Where, Wherever, While, How, However, If, Than, Though, Even, If, Eventhough, Because, Before, Unlees, Until, Since and So that.

The purpose of this letter was to show how bruno felt in out-with ( Aushwitz) compared to Berlin and how he misses his Grandma that lives far away and is concerned on how he might never see her again.

Leap of Curiosity

As the sun slowly slipped behind the hills, the sky faded into deep shades of purple and blue. The cool night air drifted through the bush, making the tall branches creak and sway gently. I balanced carefully on a rough branch high above the ground, my sharp claws gripping tightly onto the bark. Far below me, the bush floor was hidden in the shadows. Tonight was the night of my very first flight, and the thought of leaving the safety of the tree made my stomach twist with nervous excitement

The urge for me wanting to fly made my wings flutter, but hesitation quickly crept in. I could feel the eyes of the other young owls watching from nearby branches. Some had already launched themselves into the air, gliding easily between the trees as if flying was nothing. I didn’t want to be the only one left sitting there, yet the thought of dropping straight to the ground made my heart pound even faster.

The wind brushed through my feathers as the bush grew darker around me. I watched the other owls glide smoothly through the night sky, their wings barely moving as they floated through the cool air. I tried to picture myself doing the same, but my nerves kept creeping back. Part of me wanted to stay safe on the branch, while another part knew I had to take the leap eventually.

Finally, I gathered my courage and stretched my wings wide. The breeze rustled my feathers as I leaned forward. I pushed off the branch and felt my stomach flip as I dropped through the air. For a moment panic rushed through me, but then the wind caught my wings and lifted me up, turning my fall into a smooth glide above the quiet bush. 

As I flew higher into the dark sky, I realised that sometimes the scariest moments lead to the greatest discoveries. Trying something new can feel terrifying, but bravery helps you find what you’re truly capable of.

This week in writing me and dito did writing which was refered to a book called Fly By Night, we wrote a story about a baby owl taking its first flight. we planned my ideas first and then turned them into a full story. we described what the owl could see, hear, and feel while it was sitting on the branch before it jumped. we also tried to add details about the night and the forest so the reader could imagine the scene. we focused on making our story have a clear beginning, middle, and ending. This task helped us practice writing a full story and adding more detail to my ideas. we were getting better at reading over our work and checking that it sounds right and makes sense.

LI: To write a description of life with the Frank family in the annex in 1942

The annex was quiet except for the clock chiming loudly throughout the area which made me feel like lightning had struck me, because it makes me feel as if they have captured us in our hiding spot. The space was cramped and exotically dull because we had no time to decorate and our house was made like this because of how foul the smell would be if we painted or if we had brought any liquid because in a few days it would dry up and make it smell like moldy air and would affect our hiding spot. We had to stay silent during the day to avoid being heard by the Germans and also so that our hide outs wouldn’t get discovered. The frustration that ran through my mind, thinking why on earth would they do that to us, we are here to have peace not to hide from Germans because they want to rule jewish people and torture us with the worstest punishment on earth.

The air was dusty and cold, it felt suffocating. I spent my own time writing in my diary because that was the only thing that could keep me occupied because if I were to walk around I would risk my safety and as a result I would get caught by the German people because of how the floors creak so loud. We struggled having to sit still for hours and it felt like our legs were getting numb. I sat there thinking about my family and sister, keeping them safe and sound so that they weren’t harmed or killed. Writing in this diary made me feel less scared and terrified. 

We tried to add a few touches to bring more life into our home with the supplies that we had left. Terrible consequences were awaiting for me and my family if they were found in their hiding places therefore being persecuted or sent to concentration camp. My life afterwards was silent and secretive because of how the Germans were trying to find us. Looking at the flickering lights made me think as if that was my life because of how it flickers. Knowing that soldiers might find us, we were restless and terrified . We thought that in a few seconds or minutes that passed, we would be found and executed right away because of how we kept on hearing knocks on the door. But few minutes later they go away knowing that. It shows that there is still a tiny spark of hope in surviving this terrible and horrible place. 

The scent of moldy old books and the heavy dust makes our nose tickle. The narrow, steep stairs leading up to the hiding place would creak under every step you take. You’d feel them wobble slightly, and each step makes your heart race, knowing anyone below could hear us. We sat still making no movement so that the Annex wasn’t discovered. You could scent the damp food from the kitchen, which made us feel sick to our stomachs.  The bookcase from behind the hiding spot is filled with family photographs, old files and books. Look at it from the inside, it is the only thing standing between you and the outside world. It was challenging while living in a small space and writing about my hopes and dreams, even during such a difficult time.

We are reading the book ‘Diary of Anne Frank’. Mrs Anderson created a Gemini Gem to prompt us to think more deeply about what life would have been like in the annex, what we felt and why we felt that way. I enjoyed using the Gem because it helped me  add more detail and helped me create an amazing real life story with ideas that lead to the most important part of Anne Frank. Knowing that this is from a different perspective this have really helped most people making there story have way more outstanding features and help us realise that we need to add more Onomatopoeia , Similies , Personification , Metaphor . Creating this piece of history made me feel exactly what the girl in this story was feeling like but I knew that in this story like how my Teachers taught me is that there are two sides and you  have your own opinion on being on the Germans side or the Jewish .