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In science this week my class had to find out why different people have different colour eyes.

Why do different people have different colour eyes? In your eye there is a thing called malenine, those who have blue eyes have little to none and those with brown eyes have much more. Babies usually have blue eyes because they haven’t developed malenine yet and sometimes after 5 months or so the eyes will turn to their true colour. Usually but not always if there was some kind of trauma to the eye at a young age it may not turn to brown and the other one will!!!!

In writing we did this activity, we had 2 minites to start a story then we had to pass our writing left. My story goes like this.Once upon a time in a land far far away lived an…….Old grubby donkey. The donkey lived on a huge farm and he had run away from his owners. One day the donkey was thinking about his old town and how his owners loved him.  His old girlfriend named Motzerella. So he decided to get a new girl friend named Pebble. She was small like a pebble and had a head like a Pebble. She was also really shiny, but one day she ran away and fell in a Weallie bin, she got picked up bye the Dump Truck. She tried to dig her way up, but it was too heavy. She found a way out as she fell onto the ground and everyone was saved.

I think of the brave soldiers that went to war and I also think of there families and how they felt, not knowing, if there husbands, fathers, sons, brothers or friends will ever come back alive. Also for the soldiers having to watch there friends people die before there eyes.

This weeks Vok Pop question is What makes a good teacher? I think a good teacher is a person that does hands on activities that are fun and enjoying. What makes a good student? Someone who pays attention, does neat work and does what the teacher says.

On the 23rd of April I went to Warrnambool to compete in the One hundred, eight hundred, long jump and relay. There were different heats in the one hundred, in my heat I come fourth. Then I had long jump, in long jump I jumped around three meters and don’t know what I come. Then I had the eight hundred I came eighth out of about twenty. Then we had the relay, I was the last runner. The relay team I was in came last. It was a great day, the people I competed against were fast.

My family have four ducks, called Bubbles, Troubles, Straunie and Goldie. We have a dog called Brim. Two cats, Kitty cat and Fluff ball.

On Wednesday night I play netball  in Warnambool. I played centre, wing attack, goal   shooter and wing defence. I shot two goals. Then on Thursday I had netball training at Hawkesdale. On Friday night I have netball training at Woolstorpe. Then on Satirday I have netball but the team we are playing forfeted but I still have to go see Christopher play football.

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Can this day get any worse?
First I had to eat coco pops and found ants crawling around in them. Secondly I had to have a cold shower and found my undies were all grubby. Thirdly I missed the school bus.

I finally got to school and my teacher Mr Grumpy wasn’t too impressed with me. He said that I had to stay inside at recess or I would have a week’s detention. At recess Mr Grumpy made me write 100 sentences, all saying I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I wondered why I couldn’t have a normal day like every one else. Third period we had library, I hate library, to me library is like a piece of rubbish.

Fourth period we had sport. In sport we had to run laps for the whole period. I fell over and scraped my knee. I had to sit in the office for the rest of the period. The last two periods we had maths. We had to sit in the classroom and do incredibly hard worksheets.

Finally, it was home time. I was called to the office, I hate going to the office, then I found out I had to go to Aunt Susie’s. Aunt Susie is the horriblest Aunt ever. When I got there, She made me wash the dishes and clean the house and make it spotless. Aunt Susie put her feet up and relaxed while having a mug of hot chocolate while I had to work really hard.

When I finally got home mum gave me a gig hug. “What was that for?” I asked.
Mum smiled “You looked like you could do with a hug,” she said. Then dad came in, looked at me, smiled and scruffed my hair.
“How’s my princess?” he asked. So my really, horrible, very bad day was going to have a happy ending after all, maybe it was worth it.