Term 1 Reflection.

This term was really fun, Ms Scott is like the best teacher in my opinion. I really liked this term because it went really fast. I learnt a lot of things especially PLT wise. My PLT was awesome and everyone really liked it. I’m also making lots of new friends and I have lots of friends in this class already. This term is awesome and I hope for the best next term! Which will happen because Ms Scott is an awesome teacher.

Here are the links to my friends (In my class) blogs.

http://tullyw.global2.vic.edu.au/ Tully’s

http://jamesmsl.global2.vic.edu.au/ James’

http://jacksonv.global2.vic.edu.au/ Jackson’s

http://willj.global2.vic.edu.au/ Will’s

 

 

Upcycling Kids

 

Today, pollution is one of the worst things for the environment, but some schools have found a way to move around this. It’s called “Upcycling”

Upcycling is where you use cans, glass and toothpaste tubes and make it into something useful. Normally your rubbish would just go to the dump, but these kids make rubbish into chairs, bags and bows.

At the dump, the plastics and electronics stay for a while, but you can use this plastic and make it into something else. Why would you just throw this rubbish into the garden or bin, when you can make it into something that you would love?!

Not only can kids do this, but adults can help with this. Adults can inspire the kids to start doing this. You could help a community, a school or even help a hospital. Upcycling could help homeless people.  They could have a place to sleep under with Upcycling.

I hope I have convinced you to start upcycling, because upcycling can help the animals in the sea, like fish that get trapped in plastic bags. If we stop pollution we can save animals and we can make Earth a better place.

 

100 Word Challenge

Hey everyone, I took place in the 100 word challenge. Its where the creators give you a sentence or a picture and you have to make a story about that. The sentence was: “… then when I looked out of the plane window…”

So Enjoy my story

I was on a plane. It was very dark in the plane because it was stranded. Then when I looked out the window and saw before me people! But they looked so futuristic. How long have I been in here? Days? Years? Centuries? I didn’t have the sense to tell anymore. I waved to the people outside. They just looked angry back at me. Maybe I had been here for years. How did I survive? When I walked outside of the plane, the police came to me. They hit me with their batons and I passed out. I’m so dead.