BTN Wheelchair Day

This BTN story was about a boy in a wheelchair who wanted to be treated equally.

The first of March every year is International Wheelchair Day and it acknowledges all people in wheelchairs and Caleb is one of those people. He was born with Cerebral Palsy and has been in his wheelchair all his life. Cerebral Palsy affects people in different ways, for Caleb it affects his legs. That’s why he’s in a wheelchair, but all Caleb wants is to be treated like everybody else so why do people treat him badly?

100 WC Week#23

“Oy Jack!”

My Father shouted at me from across the farm.

“Come help me with this couch!”

Even though he was across the farm, you could still hear him loud and clear.

“I’ll be right there Dad!” I shouted back and I started to make my way to the other side of the farm.

When I got there, Dad was waiting there with our old couch. It was black and it had a few tears in it. It was very, heavy.

“Let’s get this ruddy thing out of here. “ He told me. We picked up the couch and started our journey.

100 WC Week#23

Q & A about the stolen generation (BTN)

1.What was the main point of the story?

The main point was that indigenous people wanted equal rights and wanted the stolen generation to stop. They also wanted the government to apologise for what happened in the past.

2. Why do you think the indigenous children taken were known as the ” stolen generation ” ?

Because, they were stolen from their families, identities, culture, lifestyle, name and their home town.

3. It was the government policy that indigenous children be removed. Why do you think they thought that this was necessary? 

We thought that the government were trying to give the indigenous children a better life, but they were wrong. They thought that if they took them away to a European school they would have a better education and a better life.

4. ” They thought they were doing the right thing.” How has social policy changed?

Everybody has realised that it doesn’t matter what religion you follow or what you look like because everybody is different.

5. What does the sentence ” a gross violation of human rights” mean?

  A gross violation of  human rights means that when people of different religions or backgrounds have unfair rights to people of different religions or backgrounds. It also means that they have attacked the indigenous peoples rights.

6. What is assimilation? 

Not everyone is the same so you need to incorporate everyone for them selves, and the act of becoming a part of the European lifestyle.

7. Imagine being taken away from your family. How does it make you feel?

Being taken away from my family makes me feel: disgusted, lonely, scared, angry, sad, ashamed and neglected.

Why I Should be a 2015 Buddy

I know that I would make a great Buddy because I have good communication skills, I work well with others and I will always encourage them to have a go.

Firstly, I can communicate well with younger or older people. I have two younger cousins and I adore them. One is six years old and the other is three years old. The three year old is very sensitive but I introduced myself to him and now he likes me. The six year old sometimes slaps me ( because he thinks it’s funny) but I can tell him to stop nicely and he does. I communicate well with my cousins and I believe that is a skill you need to be a good buddy.

Secondly, I am confident about working with younger kids. My mum sometimes has to work on the weekends and we have to come with her. I help the kids in her class (kindergarten) I my Mum praises me and says that I do a good job. That is another skill that you need to be a good Buddy

Lastly, I will encourage them and be enthusiastic about their learning. I will always tell them to have a go and to try their best. I will try my very best to make them happy and cared for.

I Know that I would make the best Buddy because I can communicate with people, I can work well with people and I will encourage them to be there very best!

100 WC Week#22

“Oh my gosh!”

I pulled a face. This lolly was so sour I literally thought I was going to die! But it said “sweet” on the wrapper! I spat the lolly out of my mouth and ran to the kitchen to drink some water, I was in such a hurry I knocked over a vase, but I had caught it just in time.

I walked back to the living room after drinking 5 big glasses of water. Ok, I thought to myself, attempt two. I put another lolly in my mouth. No, exactly the same sour taste!

 

BTN: Hand Writing

This B.T.N story was about cursive handwriting and wether we should still use it.

In Finland, all schools are abandoning handwriting lessons are replacing them with typing lessons. People say that it will worsen your spelling but some say it is a valuable skill to have.

I wonder what is so bad about handwriting, I know that people think it is a waste of time but if you have to do a written assignment you might get marked down for neatness, so why do Finland want to scrap it altogether?

If you want to watch the whole video on handwriting, click on the link below.

http://www.abc.net.au/btn/story/s4178069.htm

 

Letter to Lee

Hi Lee,

It is interesting how you built a bench completely from scratch with your stepdad. I have a stepmother named Cath but I don’t think she would like doing that sort of thing. She likes cooking and she is a very good chef. She and my Dad actually got married on the last day of school. They didn’t want to make it a big deal so they eloped. They got married in a small art gallery near the city. It was very nice. Only our immediate family came though. After the ceremony, we went to Crown to celebrate. There was a buffet called Mesh and we ate there. There was all kinds of food! Everyone ate as much as they could. It was fun!

In your letter, you told me a bit about yourself so now I will tell you about me. As you already know my name is Alexis and I am in year 5. I have two sisters and two brothers. I enjoy reading and I LOVE the Harry Potter series. For an out of school activity, I dance Tap, Jazz and Hip Hop. I love to dance. What do you do in your spare time? I also enjoy cooking with my sister and stepmother. What is your favourite thing to do?

So those are just a few basic things you should know about me. I hope you enjoyed reading about them.

From Alexis

100 WC Week#21

Nobody made a sound, nobody dared to move. The silence was deafening. We were in lockdown. There was a mad man running around our school with a gun, threatening to kill someone unless he took all our money. Suddenly, sirens were sounding and I could just make out a policeman’s voice telling him to put down the gun. Then something terrible happened, something I wish never happened. There was a gunshot followed by screams of terror. The policeman had gotten shot. In dreadful pain he fell to the floor, lifeless. Instantly the remaining policemen shot the imposter and he fell to the ground, dead.

100 WC Week#20

Oh no, not again. My pet hyena has just stolen my little brother’s sandwich. Last time he did that something bad happened, something really bad. My brother and I turned to climb behind the couch. We counted down ” 3, 2, 1….YUCK!!” Even though we had hidden behind the couch, my brother and myself still got showered with disgusting, grey, chunky, hyena vomit. The dreadful stench was far too terrible to describe. The little hyena looked miserable that he had lost his lunch, but my brother and I looked like grey, yucky monsters so we went to have a shower.

The Storm of Camp Curumbene

Everybody was screaming. A big storm had just hit Camp Curumbene. Dirt and sand was flying everywhere while we all sprinted underneath the abseiling tower. The tin roof of the shed came flying off and flew into the distance. Two of my friends where singing and dancing while an other one was crying. The camp leader rushed to us and told us to run to the dining room. I didn’t want to but I had to. I ran into the storm and across the camp with my friend right next to me. Sand and dirt were whipping the back of my legs. After what seemed like forever, we finally got to the dining room (drenched from the rain) and found the rest of my friends. I was so happy to see them. After a long day, we got back to our cabins and had nice, hot showers. It was just what we needed after a day like that. But in conclusion I think that day will stay in our memory forever as “The Storm of Camp Curumbene”.