This is a slideshow I made about the Philippines. We made slideshows, drawings and doc's because of the Philippines Independence Day.
Friday, 12 June 2020
The Water Tower
This is a story I wrote based off of the story 'The Water Tower'. It was told o us by a reliever.
Spike clambered into the eerie tower. The lime walls reflecting onto the murky waters the town had been drinking. He took a step into the water and felt a temptation clawing at his mind. As soon as he took his foot out, it stopped. Though it still felt like someone was watching him. His mind felt like it was fighting a strong temptation that was that bit weaker than him. Spike quickly fought his way out of the water tower and its water power. He found Bubba waiting for him at the top of the sizzling tank. “Are my pants in there?” Bubba asked worriedly. “Nah, have you lost them?” Spike said. “Yeah, mums gonna kill me!” Bubba wailed. “I’ll dash back to your house and get you a new pair in five minutes ok?” Spike said reassuringly. “Thanks man.” Bubba said relieved. As Spike dashed off with strong legs Bubba scrambled into the tank.
The thick walls echoed Bubba’s soft breath. The gloomy water showed nothing of what as underneath its dark lime covers. Bubba then felt a sharp thought. It was ripping his mind open with a desire. He couldn’t fight it for very long. It was raking at his mind to give in, and eventually, he did. The relief overwhelmed him, and he scrambled back up, making up excuses about what scared him. The water tower seared his feet. “I should get off this stupid thing..” Bubba mumbled. Halfway down he started to feel a bit dizzy, but he didn’t mind it. The dizziness got more intense as he crawled into the bushes. Then his heart stopped beating. Literally. He saw another figure crawl out of the tank, slowly taking shape of Bubba. It looked him dead in the eye. Bubba fainted in the bush, never to be found again.
While Spike was running, he noticed everyone had turned to look at the water tower. Their eyes had gone blank, but Spike didn’t notice that. He continued to run. He arrived at Bubbas house and greeted his mother. There was no reply from the blank eyed lady. “Uhm.. Ok?” Spike said warily. He took the pair of shorts and dashed off to the water tower. As soon as he got there he called out for Bubba. A figure crawled out of the tower. “Oh hello, Spike, do you have my shorts?” Bubba said slowly, as if he wasn’t sure what to say. “Yeah! Your mum was acting SO weird though. Here, come down!” Spike yelled. “No, I’d prefer you to come up here. Don’t wanna drop my towel, haha.” Bubba said. This wasn’t Bubba? But it looked identical to him, so Spike came up the tower. “Here man, hey what are you doi- AHHHHH!” Bubba dragged Spike in to the tower. Spike landed with such force that he was knocked unconscious.
Bubba woke up in a dark room with Spike. “Spike! Don’t trust the figure! It’s not me!” Bubba called out. “It’s to late Bubba.” Spike said. “Oh, well, don’t give in to the temptation! It sucked me into death! These are my last moments..” Bubba said softly. He didn’t want the temptation to overwhelm Spike. But if he fought it once, why coudn’t he fight it again? “I know you can do it.” Bubba said. Bubba felt like fading away, but he had to comfort his friend. “By the way, did you get the shorts?” Bubba asked jokingly. “Yeah, thats what brought me here.” Spike said with no humor. Bubba was about to die. “Please, take care!” Bubba said.
“No! Bubba!” Spike yelled. But he was gone. Spike woke up yet again in another room. It was the inside of the tower. The desire once again clawed his mind, but stronger. The urge fought his mind with a strong force. But then it stopped. “I know you want to give up..” A voice murmured. “Who’s there?” Spike said, weakened by the psychological fighting. “Nobody you know..” The voice sad again. “I’m just here to convince you to join your little friend here. The fake Bubba stepped out from the shadows. “This is the real Bubba, I promise you. That one you saw in your dreams, was just a simple illusion..” The voice said. Maybe it was.. Just an illusion.. No! He couldn’t give in. “You know it’s true..” The voice murmured convincingly. Spike fought the thoughts but they wouldn’t go away. It could be an illusion.. “I am real,” The supposed Bubba said. “You just can’t wrap your mind around it..”. Suddenly, Spikes thoughts stopped. He had given in on accident. “No..” He had started to feel dizzy. “Nobody can fight it..” The voice said softly. “Night night.”
Spike clambered into the eerie tower. The lime walls reflecting onto the murky waters the town had been drinking. He took a step into the water and felt a temptation clawing at his mind. As soon as he took his foot out, it stopped. Though it still felt like someone was watching him. His mind felt like it was fighting a strong temptation that was that bit weaker than him. Spike quickly fought his way out of the water tower and its water power. He found Bubba waiting for him at the top of the sizzling tank. “Are my pants in there?” Bubba asked worriedly. “Nah, have you lost them?” Spike said. “Yeah, mums gonna kill me!” Bubba wailed. “I’ll dash back to your house and get you a new pair in five minutes ok?” Spike said reassuringly. “Thanks man.” Bubba said relieved. As Spike dashed off with strong legs Bubba scrambled into the tank.
The thick walls echoed Bubba’s soft breath. The gloomy water showed nothing of what as underneath its dark lime covers. Bubba then felt a sharp thought. It was ripping his mind open with a desire. He couldn’t fight it for very long. It was raking at his mind to give in, and eventually, he did. The relief overwhelmed him, and he scrambled back up, making up excuses about what scared him. The water tower seared his feet. “I should get off this stupid thing..” Bubba mumbled. Halfway down he started to feel a bit dizzy, but he didn’t mind it. The dizziness got more intense as he crawled into the bushes. Then his heart stopped beating. Literally. He saw another figure crawl out of the tank, slowly taking shape of Bubba. It looked him dead in the eye. Bubba fainted in the bush, never to be found again.
While Spike was running, he noticed everyone had turned to look at the water tower. Their eyes had gone blank, but Spike didn’t notice that. He continued to run. He arrived at Bubbas house and greeted his mother. There was no reply from the blank eyed lady. “Uhm.. Ok?” Spike said warily. He took the pair of shorts and dashed off to the water tower. As soon as he got there he called out for Bubba. A figure crawled out of the tower. “Oh hello, Spike, do you have my shorts?” Bubba said slowly, as if he wasn’t sure what to say. “Yeah! Your mum was acting SO weird though. Here, come down!” Spike yelled. “No, I’d prefer you to come up here. Don’t wanna drop my towel, haha.” Bubba said. This wasn’t Bubba? But it looked identical to him, so Spike came up the tower. “Here man, hey what are you doi- AHHHHH!” Bubba dragged Spike in to the tower. Spike landed with such force that he was knocked unconscious.
Bubba woke up in a dark room with Spike. “Spike! Don’t trust the figure! It’s not me!” Bubba called out. “It’s to late Bubba.” Spike said. “Oh, well, don’t give in to the temptation! It sucked me into death! These are my last moments..” Bubba said softly. He didn’t want the temptation to overwhelm Spike. But if he fought it once, why coudn’t he fight it again? “I know you can do it.” Bubba said. Bubba felt like fading away, but he had to comfort his friend. “By the way, did you get the shorts?” Bubba asked jokingly. “Yeah, thats what brought me here.” Spike said with no humor. Bubba was about to die. “Please, take care!” Bubba said.
“No! Bubba!” Spike yelled. But he was gone. Spike woke up yet again in another room. It was the inside of the tower. The desire once again clawed his mind, but stronger. The urge fought his mind with a strong force. But then it stopped. “I know you want to give up..” A voice murmured. “Who’s there?” Spike said, weakened by the psychological fighting. “Nobody you know..” The voice sad again. “I’m just here to convince you to join your little friend here. The fake Bubba stepped out from the shadows. “This is the real Bubba, I promise you. That one you saw in your dreams, was just a simple illusion..” The voice said. Maybe it was.. Just an illusion.. No! He couldn’t give in. “You know it’s true..” The voice murmured convincingly. Spike fought the thoughts but they wouldn’t go away. It could be an illusion.. “I am real,” The supposed Bubba said. “You just can’t wrap your mind around it..”. Suddenly, Spikes thoughts stopped. He had given in on accident. “No..” He had started to feel dizzy. “Nobody can fight it..” The voice said softly. “Night night.”
Thursday, 28 May 2020
Monday, 11 May 2020
Small Man, Huge words - Home School Task
This is another story I wrote during home school.
The scratching of pen and paper. The constant pen refill. Was all just a daily routine to please his master. His master, Clint Parry, a world famous author used Will as a book slave. Mr. Parry had no writing talent, zero vocabulary skills or even illistrator art skills. He was useless. Yet he got all the money from Will’s spectacular skills with writing, vocab. He even illistrated his own books. But of course Clint took all the glory.
After a good day of pure writing, Will was put in a small cage and fed soup. That was he ever got. In Will’s cage, there was a small house like area. There was a s small, working shower, a small comfy bed, a small, humble kitchen and a small decorated living room. But Will still hated his life. He was about the size of a newborns middle finger, to give you an idea. When he was a baby he was barely visible. And living under a microscope was not fun.
Now Will was writing about a man who enslaved a poor man to do his chores without pay. But then, the man fids a beautiful woman and falls into a deep love. She gives him the money to move out of the rich mans hold. They lived together and happily ever after, until of course book two, where the rich man kidnaps the beautiful woman and will give her back if the poor man continues doing his chores, and he of course agrees. It has a sad ending, the man ending up killing himself.
Back to reality, Will would dream of escape. But what would he do? Get stepped on? He had to say and write. “Is my new bestseller ready yet?” Mr. Parry asked with a hint of envy and harshness in his voice. “I’m on to the final chapter, sir.” Will replied. “A new friend for you will be arriving soon. I have ordered you a tiny little dog, that will grow to be half the size of you. And yes, it is live.” Will was shocked. He had always longed for a friend. A dog would be perfect. “It should be arriving later today.”
Later on at Will’s supper, he got a special delivery. He opened the box that lay on his front door, and there it was. A beautiful tan puppy was inside. She was very fluffy with huge brown eyes. Will took her inside. Maybe this was his happily ever after?
The scratching of pen and paper. The constant pen refill. Was all just a daily routine to please his master. His master, Clint Parry, a world famous author used Will as a book slave. Mr. Parry had no writing talent, zero vocabulary skills or even illistrator art skills. He was useless. Yet he got all the money from Will’s spectacular skills with writing, vocab. He even illistrated his own books. But of course Clint took all the glory.
After a good day of pure writing, Will was put in a small cage and fed soup. That was he ever got. In Will’s cage, there was a small house like area. There was a s small, working shower, a small comfy bed, a small, humble kitchen and a small decorated living room. But Will still hated his life. He was about the size of a newborns middle finger, to give you an idea. When he was a baby he was barely visible. And living under a microscope was not fun.
Now Will was writing about a man who enslaved a poor man to do his chores without pay. But then, the man fids a beautiful woman and falls into a deep love. She gives him the money to move out of the rich mans hold. They lived together and happily ever after, until of course book two, where the rich man kidnaps the beautiful woman and will give her back if the poor man continues doing his chores, and he of course agrees. It has a sad ending, the man ending up killing himself.
Back to reality, Will would dream of escape. But what would he do? Get stepped on? He had to say and write. “Is my new bestseller ready yet?” Mr. Parry asked with a hint of envy and harshness in his voice. “I’m on to the final chapter, sir.” Will replied. “A new friend for you will be arriving soon. I have ordered you a tiny little dog, that will grow to be half the size of you. And yes, it is live.” Will was shocked. He had always longed for a friend. A dog would be perfect. “It should be arriving later today.”
Later on at Will’s supper, he got a special delivery. He opened the box that lay on his front door, and there it was. A beautiful tan puppy was inside. She was very fluffy with huge brown eyes. Will took her inside. Maybe this was his happily ever after?
Thursday, 7 May 2020
Mothers day Tutorial
This is a video I recorded for mothers day. I hope you will do something from this small list for your mum.
Tuesday, 5 May 2020
What's the time? - A Home School Task
I made this story during home school
As they walked through the deep dark woods, Alesha was a bit worried. “Uh, are you sure we’re going the right way?” A brown haired girl looked down at the blonde. “Yes, of course! Why wouldn’t I?” She wasn’t totally sure. they had gotten lost ages ago. “M-maybe we should turn back, I don’t like this. Mum even said we had to be home by dinner!” Alesha pointed out. “Oh no! What time is it?”
“I don’t know!”
“Don’t you have a watch?”
“I left it at home!”
“Well, we’re dead!”
“3 o’ clock.” Alesha and Sally went silent. “D-did y-you say t-that?” Alesha stammered. “No….” Sally answered. Little did they know, they were being fooled. “Whoever said that, do you know how we could get home?” Sally asked cautiosly. “Yes..” The voice echoed. “But for a price. One of you, must stay with me for tea, and the other shall return home. I will escort the second home.” Alesha looked very pleased. “Well I’m sorry, but our mother has said that we had to be home by then.” Sally was very good at making excuses. “Pity, but I’m sure you would like to stay when you find out that I am a wolf.” Sally and Alesha were horrified. “Umm, you’re sure you won’t.. Eat us?” Alesha said. “Of course not darling.”
The wolf stepped out from behind a tree. He was ragged and looked hungry as a lion. “Run.” Sally whispered. “But-” “RUN!” Alesha dashed away. “Why don't we play a little game, girl?” The wolf said calmly, as if his meal hadn’t just ran away. “What ‘game’?” Sally was confused why a wolf would like to play a game. “Have you heard of, ‘what’s the time Mr. Wolf?’” Sally nodded. “Good, good. That is what we shall play. If you catch me, you can go home. If I catch you three times, you won’t be seeing that pretty little sister of yours again.” Sally agreed. Better to try than to not. Mr. Wolf lined up at a tree and waited. Sally realized she should ask the time.
“What ‘s the time Mr.Wolf?”
“4 o’ clock.” Sally took four steps forward, not to big, not to small. “The wolf started to get worried that he would not be eating today. This continued until…. “What’s the time Mr.Wolf?” “DINNER TIME” Sally darted to the side and clapped the wolf on the back. “CAUGHT YOU!” She yelled. Mr. Wolf howled into the night sky as Sally ran far away.
Wednesday, 22 April 2020
Not Again... - A homeschool task
This is a story I wrote as a home school task.
Not Again
“Chief, do you copy?” The human chief police officer, Mr. Goggle’s radio said in a cracked up voice. “Yes, I do, what is it? Over.”
“It happened again.”
“Seriously?” Mr.Goggle was outraged by the wretched, filthy animals that lived in this town. This was the third time this week the electrical elephants were stupid enough to destory the power source of the small town. The animal residents were unbearably loud as the power outage continued on. “ENOUGH!” Mr.Goggle boomed. There was instant silence. “The outage will be sorted in a few hours or more.” There were loud complaints. “I’m going to get those elephants fired if it’s the last thing I do.” He said under his breath.
As he sprinted over to the electrical centre his deputy was waiting with a few other cops. “Chief! It’s getting out of control! They might set fire to the place if we don’t stop them!” He was obviously very stressed. “How long has this been going on?”
“Around 10 minutes!” The chief was shocked. “And you didn’t try stop it?” The deputy chief looked at his feet guiltily. “I mean… no…” Mr.Goggle sighed and strode on inside. It smelt and looked like there had been a humongous explosion. He coughed until he saw three elephants coming towards him. He bolted out the door as opposed to being trod on by an elephant.
“What have you done!” Mr.Goggle yelled to the elephants as they came crashing through the door. There was a guilty sway of a trunk before their boss came out of a brilliantly coloured mustang. “You. Are. Fired.” He said with a bit of a stammer. “Do you know how much the repairs will be? Ugh. I wish I never hired you!” This sent the three elephants into the forest behind the building.
To this day nobody knows where they went, let alone seen them. There have been no sightings since the very day they ran away. Some say that they ran away to the tropical forests. Others say the died quickly after realising they were stranded. I guess we will never know.
Not Again
“Chief, do you copy?” The human chief police officer, Mr. Goggle’s radio said in a cracked up voice. “Yes, I do, what is it? Over.”
“It happened again.”
“Seriously?” Mr.Goggle was outraged by the wretched, filthy animals that lived in this town. This was the third time this week the electrical elephants were stupid enough to destory the power source of the small town. The animal residents were unbearably loud as the power outage continued on. “ENOUGH!” Mr.Goggle boomed. There was instant silence. “The outage will be sorted in a few hours or more.” There were loud complaints. “I’m going to get those elephants fired if it’s the last thing I do.” He said under his breath.
As he sprinted over to the electrical centre his deputy was waiting with a few other cops. “Chief! It’s getting out of control! They might set fire to the place if we don’t stop them!” He was obviously very stressed. “How long has this been going on?”
“Around 10 minutes!” The chief was shocked. “And you didn’t try stop it?” The deputy chief looked at his feet guiltily. “I mean… no…” Mr.Goggle sighed and strode on inside. It smelt and looked like there had been a humongous explosion. He coughed until he saw three elephants coming towards him. He bolted out the door as opposed to being trod on by an elephant.
“What have you done!” Mr.Goggle yelled to the elephants as they came crashing through the door. There was a guilty sway of a trunk before their boss came out of a brilliantly coloured mustang. “You. Are. Fired.” He said with a bit of a stammer. “Do you know how much the repairs will be? Ugh. I wish I never hired you!” This sent the three elephants into the forest behind the building.
To this day nobody knows where they went, let alone seen them. There have been no sightings since the very day they ran away. Some say that they ran away to the tropical forests. Others say the died quickly after realising they were stranded. I guess we will never know.
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