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Friday, 28 November 2014

Abdurrahman- My Scratch Project


 This is my Scratch Project. This animation tells how to be healthy and also an appearance from a famous soccer player.

Do you like it?
Is it good?




Please comment on some of the aspects that you like about this digital story.

Also comment on any changes that you would recommend that I make to this digital story.

Thursday, 27 November 2014

My Mad Scientist Description- By Abdurrahman

The mad Scientist was in his dark and lonely lab, his name was Vector. He was the most evil and scariest scientist in the world. His lab was underneath the sticky and monstrous pool filled with seaweed. The dangerous scientist kept rats and mice as pets. His dark brown hair was shot around his  head. His eyebrows were more than 5 centimeters away from his eyes. He was short with a big lab coat. He wore big circle glasses (which had the power to look through walls) that he crafted himself. He always spoke to himself (or others with an evil grin that went from one cheek to the other. His pockets were filled with small tubes and pens ( with laser beams).  Whenever he did something he always stared at the thing (or person). He always wore more than 5 fingered gloves to scare everything that came in his way.

Monday, 20 October 2014

My Friends Narrative. By Abdurrahman

On a very beautiful day, Wiremu, Amato and I were playing Soccer on the bottom field at school. It was lunchtime.  Amato and I were against Wiremu. We were winning 6-4. Wiremu kept saying it wasn’t fair. Robby heard and joined his team. With Robby on his team it became a draw.

Halfway through lunchtime the field was mostly filled with people playing with us. Then Wiremu using all his power kicked the ball really hard and the ball almost smashed against Miss Anderson’s head. She quickly ducked and the ball zoomed against her head. She angrily stood straight back up and asked us with anger in her eyes “Who did that?”. Wiremu put his hand up and said “It was me sorry Miss”. Still filled to the brim with rage she confiscated the ball from us  and said if you can’t play with this ball properly than don’t play at all” and with that an argument started. Some people going against Wiremu saying thing like “you shouldn’t have kicked that hard” or “Man, Wiremu why’d you kick it?”. The people that were in his defence said things in reply like “All good’s” or “It’s the teacher’s fault for standing there”. I was in Wiremu’s defense.

When the argument broke up I went to everyone and apologized to saying “It wasn’t anyone’s fault”. Eventually everyone settled down and we started playing other games. Wiremu looked really glad that the problem was solved. By the end of lunchtime everyone was happy (, tired from playing) and had forgiven Wiremu.

Abdurrahman

My Xtramath Results. By Abdurrahman


My Drawing. By Abdurrahman

This is my Tux Paint drawing. I learnt a lot about space.