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Friday, 8 November 2019

The Key

The Key
She had been chasing it all day. Now, the crow had it.
Time was ticking. Time was running out. She tiptoed towards the creature, seeing the
precious key it held precariously in its sharp, cruel beak. It let out an irritating, throaty
cackle, its soot-black wings ruffling gently as it manoeuvred itself on top of the clock;
it was ready to take flight.

Knowing she might only have a few seconds before her opportunity disappeared,
she took another cautious step forward. Time seemed to slow, her body tingled in
excitement and her heart thudded in her chest. It was now or never…

The big adventure

The big adventure

Agony. It filled his mind as the burning pain coursed through his arms.
He could feel the burns on his hands; hanging on to the ropes for dear life had rubbed them raw.
Gritting his teeth, he continued his descent into the abyss. His every straining muscle screamed
in defiance as he lowered himself again and again. Water cascaded all around him, filling his
ears with a ferocious churning, as if he were being flushed down the plughole like a spider!
He could smell the peaty, earthy freshness of the rocky cavern around him, seemingly
becoming narrower and narrower as he went deeper and deeper. He looked down.
There was still such a long way to go. nine days later his steel going I wonder how much longer
he can take? He was on his last and final sip of his water he herd rocks crumbling, his legs were
shaking, he said is anyone there! In a scared voice he looked around the corner he saw a
shadow in the disdains he there was a bright light coming from the disdains it was a human he
went to him and said what is your name he replied back in a deep voice my name is Tim what is
yours said Tim I have know name “so I will just have to call you sai if that's alright with you” ya
it’s alright. So the next day they were going trust each other so they did, Tim tolled sai
about how he ended up in this place “it was a dark stormy night his dog ran away and he s
tarted to chase the dog when I feel deep and deeper into the cave, I have been trying to get
out ever since. We went lower and tell we found this magical forest we went into the forest we
saw know one there, but we heard a big AAA!...

Wednesday, 6 November 2019

Te Pakiwaitara mō Paikea


Nāia ahau ko Paikea e mihi atu ki a koutou.
He moana pukepuke ka taea te ekengia

Tuesday, 29 October 2019

Night

Night  
The night was still. Not a breath of wind could be felt. An eerie silence
filled the warm evening air, broken only by the sound of the crow’s wings flapping
as it returned to its nest with food.
Combined with the ghostly silhouette of the tower and the rickety pathway that led to
it, the ominous silence made Lucy nervous. She felt a prickle on the back of her neck as
she thought about what she might find inside the tower, and what might be lurking in the
darkness around her.
Her heart began to thump inside her chest, seemingly matching the beat of the crow’s wings.
Lucy had always been slightly wary of crows; they had sooty, black wings, piercingly sharp
beaks and menacing, staring eyes. The crow had settled down in one of the gnarled
branches of a nearby tree. She thought it was watching her. Surely it wasn’t though?
Crows didn’t do that. It must have been her imagination.
Plucking up all of her courage, she approached the stairs. They looked rotten and
crumbling, as if nobody had set foot on them for years and years. The crow was still
staring at her, and had tilted its head to one side as if pointing its beak towards the tower.
“What was this crow up to?” she thought to herself.
“Are you trying to warn me about something?” she asked the crow.
The crow did not respond, only shuffling its feet slightly on the branch,
head still tilted to one side. She frowned. “Of course you’re not trying to
warn me about something, you’re just a stupid bird.”
Her eyes left the crow and she ascended the first few steps on the rickety path
towards the tower. “It’s just a silly bird.” Lucy muttered to herself under her breath.
“Don’t be such a wimp.”
The crow watched as she left, and smiled. A wicked, cruel smile accompanied by a
cackling laugh. “Silly, silly girl” it squawked. “I must tell the others she is coming.”
The crow took off into the night…


Friday, 25 October 2019

Impossible

Impossible
It came from the sea, calmly at first. An enormous, slithering tentacle slowly oozing its way over
the top of the sea wall, exploring the metal and concrete shapes with suckers the size of your front
door.
Then, as more and more people came, and shrieks and cries of alarm filled the air, the creature
became angry. All hell broke loose…
In an almighty tangle of limbs, water, buildings and people, the beast came violently exploding
out of the frothing water. The normally sturdy metal supports of the buildings groaned under the
extreme weight of the gigantic tentacles crushing them. Panic, Complete panic set in.
But where had the creature come from? What did it want? How could anybody stop it?

There wasn’t time for people to think, Only to run.

Tuesday, 17 September 2019

Storyboard that

Today we have been learning how to use storyboardthat to create a storyboard it was fun choosing backgrounds and characters.
Made with Storyboard That

Friday, 30 August 2019

Render Forest



We have been learning how to create animations using Renderforest. I really enjoy being able to chose my slides. We are going to learn how to use different parts of Renderforst. Watch this space!