Olympics

Click the Link to view my article on the Olympics:
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1SA99L2D5Brj1Gcsv-qCkRCdRobjiI8HDsl4omvSzqz4/pub

In my article it shows you all about what I have learnt about the Olympics. The first page is Ancient Olympics vs the Moder Olympics. And it also includes my country that I was working on. The second page it shows you about the sports people that I did a bipograpy about, the person from Jamaica and New Zealand.

Conservation Week

What makes a good blog COMMENT?

What My classroom (Rm5) were learning about today was what we think makes a good blog comment. (Taught by James Hopkins) Down below is a few ideas to help you with your commenting.

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My Timetable

Mele’s Timetable

Monday	Tuesday	Wednesday	Thursday	Friday
Maths Miss Goodier	Maths Miss Goodier	TECHNOLOGY Wesley Intermediate	Maths Miss Goodier	Maths Miss Goodier
Reading Mr Tyrell	Reading Mr Tyrell		Reading Mr Tyrell	Reading Mr Tyrell
Interval	Interval	Interval	Interval	Interval
L.C.S Miss Goodier	L.C.S Miss Goodier	Maths Miss Goodier	L.C.S Miss Goodier	L.C.S Miss Goodier
Writing Miss Goodier	Writing Miss Goodier	Reading Mr Tyrell	Writing Miss Goodier	Writing Miss Goodier
Lunch	Lunch	Lunch	Lunch	Lunch
Yr 7 & 8 STEM Miss Ashe	Yr 7 & 8 STEM Miss Ashe	Senior Hub Sport Miss Goodier Mr Tyrell Mr Hadnett	Yr 7 & 8 RE Miss Goodier	Yr 7 & 8 RE Miss Goodier

Muhammad Ali

Below is the entry I wrote for the Elsie Locke Writing competition. I chose to use Muhammad Ali as my subject because he stood up for civil rights, which is something I care about. While writing I learned the message 'we are all equal'. To me that means skin colour doesn't matter, nationality and race also don't matter, we are all equal because we are human beings.

MUHAMMAD ALI

I am so upset at myself because I didn’t know where my head was, but it was worth it. Finally, here I was in a cold damp bed with people surrounding me with their yellow teeth. They charged me with $10,000 dollars and the boxing association have stripped me of the World Heavyweight Title. This banned me from boxing in the United states. Black Americans also protested their abusers so I did the same.

I was lost in a maze of thoughts that was created by my lack of words to express them. I stood up and grabbed the bars of the jail door angrily.  My brain was frozen from all that thinking. So I decided to talk to the criminals behind the bars in the other cells.

“Can I ask you all a question? Well why are you all, in here?” I said with a nervous tone.

As I waited for someone to speak, I sat back down. There was silence, but the silence faded away when news reporters came rushing in to talk to the greatest boxer in the world.

“Muhammad, why did you refuse to go and fight for America?” asked a reporter.

“The reason why I am stuck behind these old bars is because I stood up for civil rights, I did not want to drop bombs or shoot sharp bullets at innocent people who have done nothing wrong to me or this country, I did not want to put on a uniform and travel 10,000 miles from home to see dead people on the ground and kill those who have children waiting for them.”  

The news reporters left, and I was still here, alone with no friends. I heard voices in my head and they told to me to not give up and that I still have my family beside me no matter what. It still had been a day of torture, sticks have been thrown on me, eyes have been ripped at and my body had been squeezed like a lemon. I screamed with pain, tears rushed down my cheeks like a waterfall and my hands and legs had been killed.

I was sent back to my cage with bruises.

Guards were laughing but, I spoke out, “We are also human, you should stop treating us like dogs and cats. We have rights too.”

No one heard me, I shook my head with disappointment. Before I sat down, I was sucked into my own world, blank just me, myself and I.

Until a strange voice appeared, “Muhammad, are you alright?”

“Yes, who are yo-.”

Before I could finish my sentence, the guy I was talking to was no longer there. My hand slipped into a small crack that became bigger like birds hatching and rain was pouring with anger. I sleep with my hand over my eyes and my legs crossed together. One day, maybe one day, I will get my freedom and talk to all those who have been treated like this.

By Mele

The hard part about this was coming up with the ideas. I overcame this by just focusing and thinking " What would Muhammad Ali do?".

World Refugee Day

Today is World Refugee day, and I wanted to do something really nice and find information about them. I hope you enjoy and please leave a helpful, thoughtful comment.

Oscar Romero- Report

Oscar Romero was born in South America-Ciudad, El Salvador on August 15th 1917. He was a Catholic priest during the 1960s, but around the 1970s he became Archbishop of El Salvador.  When his friend Rutilio Grande died for standing up for the poor, Oscar Romero had  a conversion of heart and spoke for the poor, poverty and social justice.

After seeing numbers of violations of human rights, he stood up and spoke on behalf of the poor and victims that had been accused. Oscar Romero helped the poor by giving them what he had. He also prayed and organised peace marches and speeches showing that he cared. The government was angry at Oscar Romero because they did not like it when he was spreading the Christian word.Even though he knew that his life was in danger he did not stop defending the troubled.

On March 24th 1980 the people who he angered shot him while he was celebrating Mass. This was in the chapel of the hospital where he lived. His funeral was attended by more than 250,000 people of the world. This turned to violence as the soldiers began to shoot the crowd, killing 40 people. For the people of El Salvador, Romero was a hero, a Christian who was prepared to speak against a bad government and challenge human rights abuses.

Oscar Romero
By Mele

References:

http://myhero.com/hero.asp?hero=Romero_memorial_ms_06_ul

http://www.theguardian.com/theguardian/2000/mar/23/features11.g21