reading create task summaries

 Hello there

And this is this weeks blog. It's the same as last and last weeks blogs. Although I had the book called Swallowed by the sea

The Wonderful Wizard of Oz

When a tornado rips through Kansas, Dorothy and her dog, Toto, are whisked away in their house to the magical land of Oz. They follow the Yellow Brick Road toward the Emerald City to meet the Wizard, and en route they meet a Scarecrow that needs a brain, a Tin Man missing a heart, and a Cowardly Lion who wants courage. The wizard asks the group to bring him the broom of the Wicked Witch of the West to earn his help.

Odysseus and the Cyclops

The Cyclops creatures were lawless, without culture, and ate humans when available. On finding a large cave, Odysseus and his men entered the cave, where they helped themselves to the food and drink they found there, and fell asleep. After a time, a Cyclops, whose name was Polyphemus, returned to the cave.

Characters:

Daughter

Mum

Setting:

A house surrounded by a very beautiful beach and a there stormy day.

Problem:

In the morning the daughter and mother went out to have a little walk in the rain at the beach. But when the daughter stepped into the water the mother saw a giant wave behind her. 

Solution:

The girl almost tripped over but she ran out of the water in time.

fun math

 

 Hello,

 and this is my second create a task I had to rewrite the last paragraph in my book.

Hope you like it.

The wild things last paragraph in my own words

Dad could have rubbed it in, about how anti she’d been, but he just smiled. I hope we could come back. The bach was weird and scabby, but whatever.The others went inside, and I found an apple i the food box and then rolled it into the scrub.Possums sleep in the day, but I sent hours a present anyway. Not bait, I told it. Pudding.

 Hi guys 

This week we were doing the same thing as last week. But this time I am reading a different book. It is called the wild things. For the challenge text, I was writing about possums. 

Hope you like it. 

Possums:

There is a baby possum that got ripped from its mother's pouch by a hunter. The little possum was only 6 weeks old and was kept by its owner. And he became really healthy.  

In 1837 some of New Zealand’s early european settlers brought Australian possums to New Zealand hoping to start a fur industry. In 1921 the Government made it illegal to bring any more possums to New Zealand. But by then, possums were already living in 450 different parts of New Zealand. By 1950 possums were found in over half of New Zealand and they kept spreading.

 Hi blogers 

This is my second creat task. This wek we had to reado the last page inn our book. The book I piked was the longest story. I hope you like it.😀😐

But I've not finished yet,” the young man said.

The mother bird went out …” 

Stop the story! Abena’s mother shouted.

That’s enough, that's enough! Said Abena’s father.

You win,” Abena’s mother said. Abena can have you as you husband.

The man was very happy and so was Abena. But the  mother didn't want to hear the story again. 

 Hi bloggers!

This is my blog for this week. We had to, write three sentences about each story.  The 2 stories I use was  Anansi and the sky god Kiama. And the next story was The longest story. In this I will tell you about the two stories.

 1.

There was a Anansi the spider and  sky god kiama.

One day the spider went up to sky god Kiama and ask to have all the best stories. 

sky guard Kiama they said that you can only have a few bring me free of one of the most dangerous animals in the world which is the snake the tiger and of course the hornet.

2.

There is a chief who liked to listen to stories and a boy who was telling the story. There once was a chief who liked listen to the longest stories in the world. so one day he said to the guards to go outside and shouted the whole village to get someone to come and tell him the longest story. lots of people came and band one little boy said the longest story and the chief laughed so hard and loved the story very much.

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