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Grade 6 Graduation interview 2015

December17

Hello and welcome everyone to my latest post and today’s topic is all about our grade 6 graduation interviews 2015. I hope you enjoy reading and don’t forget to comment and follow/subscribe! So what are we waiting for? Let’s release the GRADUATES!

Here is the  the video if you would like to view it:

Thanks for watching! I hope you enjoy reading and don’t forget to comment and follow/subscribe!

That’s it for the last school post for the year! Only 1 more school day to go!

Thanks,

By Takee

Valedictorian Speech 2015

December17

Hello and welcome everyone to my latest post and today’s topic is all about me and my valedictorian speech this year. I hope you enjoy reading and don’t forget to comment and follow/subscribe! So what are we waiting for? Let’s release the VALEDICTORIANS!

                                                                                                               VALIDICTORIAN SPEECH

So, here we are, almost at the end of our journey at primary school. But at the same time, we’re about to start a whole new journey in high-school, just as we started our journey here in prep. I would like to congratulate my fellow year 6 classmates who have also completed their journeys. It has been an honour to be at Moonee Ponds Primary School for the past 7 years.  In some ways, these 7 years have been long and short. Long because of all the drama and extra homework, short because of the life-long friendships, the lasting memories and the truly amazing things we have learnt throughout our time here. Good or bad, long or short, I will always remember this place. Our teachers, of course, spend an inhuman amount of time here, and most students do as well. Most of them even do it off their own choosing.

I remember when it was my first day at school; I was in a surrounding that I didn’t know. But as time went on, I started to like this place. By the end of prep, I already made quite a few friends. I remember I used to chase Tait, Cian, Ben and Ferris around at Lunchtimes, and once I even crossed the red line and got in trouble for the first time. By year one, I started bragging about being older than all the preps and grade ones, until one day, Madeline Vorrias approached me and ben grey and asked us if we were preps last year, we nodded. Then she started bragging about being in grade two, and I had learnt my lesson.

Whatever we decide, most of us will agree that Moonee Ponds Primary School was a great place to foster our minds and bodies in this critical learning phase. I am a totally different person than I was seven years ago. I hope I am also a better one. I learnt so much- my interests, myself and so on. I feel like if I go back in time, my younger self won’t recognise me! I hope this passion for learning carries on when I have to search out into myself instead of biking into class and taking notes.

In grade two, I had one of the greatest learning years, being the spelling bee in the class! The biggest event was the grade two sleep-over. That’s when we first got to sleep at the SPC; boys were on one side, and a whole row of girls on the other side. There were only about 10 boys in grade two then, so we took a little corner. We had casual clothes on that day, so that was awesome. I slept next to Tait, and we practically talked all night.

Grade three was one of my best years at M.P.P.S. I missed camp that year, as we were off to London, so I had something better than camp. But I did hear that camp was great that year. We did quite a few special things in Zoya’s class that none of the other classes did, like having a fish and chips picnic at the end of the year. The most interesting part was that I never got full marks on my maths tests until the very last test, when I got 50 out of 50. Now that’s a huge improvement!

The biggest thing I have learnt again and again, I am probably speaking for a lot of us here, is that we only get one trip around this rock. We might as well enjoy it. If you find a balance between work, school or otherwise and have fun. “All Work and no Play makes jack a dull boy.” It’s not just the quote from a movie, it’s the truth. A well rounded person is someone who knows a little bit about every topic his or her friends discuss. And an interesting person can take that information and make a conversation about it. Even if his or her knowledge is lacking.

Grade four was very interesting, as I was in ant’s class. I loved the way he taught us things beyond our learning standards. It really helped on the following year in lee’s class. The most interesting part about grade four was camp. We had three days to explore sovereign hill. We focused on learning more about Australian History. In class, we also got to pour water on our heads on very hot days when everyone had a water bottle. That was pretty awesome. But that’s not it, I also got my pen licence that year.

In grade five, I obviously loved being in lee’s class as I really like being around software (that’s why I want to be a software engineer). That year was also one of my best years at M.P.P.S. with a load of friends in my class. It was also one of my huge learning years, as I improved A LOT on my handwriting, making speeches including impromptu speeches and much more. By the end of that year, I was a completely different person than I was at the start.

Others may get the right to work, or even take a year or more off to decide what they want to do. Leaving primary school is such a brutal decision, that I don’t know what the world has in store for us. Just thinking about all those exams and decisions between high schools give me the headaches! But I do know how do deal with those life events, though: By using the skills and information I have picked up here. It all comes down to help, and I have got plenty of people to thank for that. Parents, of course, teachers, friends. I guess the biggest thing I have learnt in primary school is to help others when needed.

Finally, in grade six, my last year in primary school, I am in Jude’s class. I learnt quite a few new statements and words. I think the biggest event of this year was Camp, which I sadly missed due to the confusion of a trip to Bangladesh. Jude tells us heaps of stories in class time…so I guess I’m lucky to be in Jude’s class!

To everyone who changed our lives, we all say thank you. To Parents who stood by us no matter what. To teachers who tried to give us a passion for learning. To administrators who tried to make our primary school experiences as amazing as possible. To friends who were always by our side and all the people we depend on. Without each other, there would be no purpose of being here, no way to advance. Life, like society, is exactly how we make of it. So I thank everyone for being with us in every step.

Sincerely, and from the bottom of my heart, thank you all.

Takee

 

“The Power of Persistence”: Six-room image poem

September7

Hello and welcome everyone to yet another post on my six-room image poem on the power of persistence about Saccharin Tendulker. I hope you enjoy reading and don’t forget to comment and follow/subscribe! So what are we waiting for? Let’s release the poetic features!

…The Power of Persistence…

Saccharin Tendulker ran onto the field,

Rain, heavy water was pouring.

No-team-mates had confidence, shuttering,

He confidently created hope on the field.

Elected as a cricketer that was brilliant,

Trusted by the nation that was triumphant,

I turn up on the ground,

Admiring the terrific sound.

Smell of persistence, around me it spreads,

Through-out the ground, hope seems to trend.

Roar of victory. pierced my ears, although merely,

Cheering crowd screeched so utterly.

So, I hope you enjoyed reading and don’t forget to comment and follow/subscribe! That’s all I have to say/show for today, so ’till next time!

Thanks,

By Takee

Six Room Image Poem: Bangladesh

November20

Bangladesh, Bangladesh, Bangladesh,

Shiny, happy, Hazy,

Voices in the air, making a choice to care

Bangladesh, Bangladesh, Bangladesh

What does this mean?

There’s No place better, than this amazing land

Bangladesh, Bangladesh, Bangladesh

The Stolen Generation Acrostic Poem

December4

The Stolen Children

Hopelessly screaming

Endlessly,

Parents crying

 

Sadly, They accepted it

Obediently, the parents let their hearts go

Lonely lies lingering

Endlessly

Naively, the white people took their love

 

Grieving, all the parents and children

Endlessly

No one could be happy

Escape was their only hope

Rats, cried the ones that did not succeed

Amazing, cried the one that could

The ones that did not succeed trudged

In the end the parents cried hooray as their children were not taken away

On 2008, we were full of joy because Kevin Rudd said sorry

Now we can hope to be forgiven

THE END

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