Shylah @ Oratia District School

Help the marine life This Is My help the marine life presentation By Shylah and Sofija/My bestie

Mack A Roni Chapter 1.. The Mystery.. My name is Mack says the young boy that's what he said to the new boys at school, just before he goes missing, Sofija  the mother was devastated when she found out Mack never went on the bus home he went with the new boys Ronce, Dave, and Johnny. Sofija yelled “What, I never agreed to that!” The principal gave Sofija,  Ronce, Dave, and Johnny’s Mother’s phone numbers, Sofija rang them right away. Only Dave’s mother answered and said her son was missing to. Sofija hired a search team to look for the three young boys. They found them the next day, Mack had 7 stabs on him but  the others were perfectly fine. Mack was gasping for a breath, the search team rushed him into the hospital. The search team checked Ronce,Dave and Johnny's bags. The search team member said they need cops, because they found something terrifying in all of their bags.

Matariki           By Shylah Hi I’m Shylah, today I will be talking to you about Matariki, it is a very special time of the year! One that today we celebrate on June 15...  But for a whole nation of people who lived right here many many years ago, seeing Matariki appear, marked the end of the annual harvest & was a time to feast and celebrate. The new year for them was the seasonal planting of new crops. What is Matariki ? In the maori language it means the ‘eyes of god’ which from folklore is retold as When Ranginui the sky father and Papatūānuku the earth mother were separated by their children.The god of the wind Tāwhirimātea, Got so angry  he took his eyes out of his face and threw them in the heavens creating a brightly lit cluster of stars, that become visible to us in mid winter around late May early June, Matariki also used to be about remembering those who have passed,  since Matariki was seen las...

“Please look after this bear.’’ That was all the tag around his soft, furry neck said. The station guard had  been extremely kind to the unexpected visitor on his platform, left behind after more ‘normal’ travellers had made their way past. “Always in such a rush!” the man had tut-tutted to himself, before he noticed a bear standing there looking rather forlorn on the deserted walkway. The bear could not, however, stay at the station. Despite already travelling such a colossal distance from deepest, darkest Peru, this particular bear’s journey was really just beginning. He knew what might help, and so lifted a paw to reach for what lay underneath his bright, red hat… it was a map to where the aderese