Weta Caves Abstract Noun Poem

We were learning about how to write an abstract noun poem.

I found it easy to do the ‘looks like’, as I have seen many pictures of Weta Caves. 

I found it hard to do the smell, and taste because I don't know what it smells or tastes like in Weta Caves!

I really enjoyed adding detail into the poem and watching it all come together. 

Next time I need to maybe add a bit more detail to hook my reader in.

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Looks like carefully crafted miniature scenes, later to be made more realistic.

Smells like wet fabric paint warily lathered to perfection. 

Tastes like a chicken and cranberry sandwich crumbs falling onto their hard work. 

Sounds like soft paint brush strokes dealing to the finishing touches.

Feels like a faint draft flowing through the door.

Lives in Weta Caves.  

Weta Caves

This term Room 4 have been preparing for our camp in Wellington, by learning about our various stops. We were all divided into 4 groups with different places to study. I was put in the Weta Workshop group which is a special effects place that helps with movies, and tv programmes. Each group had to have some cyber smart learning embedded in it, and so my group made an avatar of a weta to represent weta workshop. Over the years Weta Workshop has made themselves a very good name by helping with movies like ‘The Hobbit’ and ‘Lord Of The Rings’. Everyone had their part in the research to find e.g where, what, who and how. Everyone had their struggles but everybody, pitched in and the finished results were all worth it.
This is my groups finished product...

 

Weta Caves The Story

We were learning about how to create an imaginative story
I found it easy to come up with the idea of my story.
I found it hard to make an interesting finish.
I really enjoyed being able to let loose and be able to write an imaginative story, as we don't get to do this that much.
Next time I need to possibly think it through because some of my ideas are slightly strange...

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I step into Weta Caves, the sculptures standing before me. Suddenly an arm links around mine and hurries along a corridor saying ‘staff only’. “Come along now Miss Emma Watson”. I almost ask what he was doing, but then I think about my name. “I am sorry sir but I think you have mistaken me for someone else, I have only just turned 10 but I know for sure my name is not Emma Watson.” “Never mind about that Miss Watson, we have work to do.” Before I can protest he drags me into hair and make up and sits me down sternly. “I am sorry, but my mum doesn’t allow me to wear makeup.” “Oh Emma, what is up with you today, I know you have been wearing makeup since you were 9. Remember, Hermione Granger in Harry Potter, you starred in it! Now read this script and I’ll get a makeup artist.” He passes me a script and I flip through it as a chubby woman scuffles over and starts tugging at my greasy hair. “What’s gotten into your hair, did you use the shampoo that I gave you last night.” “Shampoo?” “Yes the stuff you put in your hair before conditioner, what’s gotten into you? And have you shrunk?” “I am sorry I do not know what you are talking about.” “That doesn't matter right now get up onto stage. At that very moment I figured out that they had mistaken me for Emma Watson.

I step onto stage, taking a last glance at my script, lucky I have great memory, so I’m able to remember my lines. I figured that I was playing Bilbo Baggins in The Hobbit and take my position. “Places, lights, camera, action.” I glide across the floor gracefully dodging in between the boulders, pretending to be invisible. I hear voices, I turn to my left to see some actors pretending to be Orcs so I could talk easily to them and they could green screen it later. I shiver as they make a various amount of grunts. I make sure the ring is secure and then race into the corner, brandishing the sword they fear the most, which to them looked like a floating sword, well it will once they edit the footage. We continue through the scenes until the door bursts open to reveal the real Emma Watson. “Sorry I’m late, my pane flight was delayed and I tried to call you but my phone was out of charge and who is this?” she asked politely smiling at me. “ But your already here and, and, this is you and” the director stutters looking between the two of us before passing out on his chair. “The person in charge of the camera still had it rolling as he was so surprised his mouth had dropped. “Nigel please close your mouth” Emma added still looking at me.

“You see I told you I am not Emma Watson, this is Emma Watson, I am Bella Blues.” “They mistook you for me, oh dear you poor child and they don't listen to you do they they” Emma Watson said tutting at the director who still looked panic stricken while sleeping. Emma walked over to the camera and rewound, watching my performance. Your not half bad kid in fact you nailed this role.” “Why thank you” I mutter blushing slightly. “Sure sure, but I am sorry but that is why I am going to have to kill you,” she said brandishing a pure diamond sword. “I can't have you taking my spot light, now can I?” Emma said. As I prepare to die right at that moment I see a sight I didn't expect to see, Emma Watson's feet were a replica of the hobbits, but wait that's it! This is no Emma Watson this is a real hobbit encounter! And of course as I had just read the hobbit I knew it’s weakness was needing to be on time. “Oh my gosh you are 5 minutes late for your scheduled jog to the grocery store.” “Oh no I am!” the hobbit replies before getting a grip on herself. “Nice try kid, so I guess you figured out I’m a hobbit, unfortunately for you, no one will ever find out, but fortunately for you your very last sight will be one.” I grasp the silver wizards staff in my hand and chant,

“Shrink it now,
Shrink it small
Do it now while I call,
Shrink it now right away,
Let it stay until I say,
Now let's not hang around,
Shrink this hobbit at this sound”

Before my eyes the hobbit shrinks and disappears into thin air. Of course all of this was posted in the newspaper the next day as the rolling of the camera never stopped so it caught the whole thing in action. As for the real Emma Watson, she was found knocked out in a cupboard nearby and her only words were that her body guard would kill her for shooing him away at the front door so she could go in alone.

-Liana Redpath

How To Deal With Cyber Bullies

We were learning about how to deal with cyber bullies
I found it easy to design my cyber work.
I found it hard to embed my work into this blog.
I really enjoyed learning about the steps of dealing with a cyber bullies.
Next time I need to remember how to embed my work int my bog

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Netiquette

We were learning about Netiquette which is internet or net for short and etiquette mixed together.
I found it easy to paste 'Daisy the Dachshund Dog' into the new slide.
I found it hard to paste 'Daisy the Dachshund Dog' into this blog post.
I really enjoyed seeing everything come together after all my work.
Next time I need to work more efficiently.
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