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Normal Nadine’s Typical School Day
This would probably be the toughest part of the competition, writing about my usual school day! But here goes: Me, just a normal 12 year old Year 6 student striving hard at school! Here is my Typical School Day below. But first, my school.
Located in South Western Sydney, it stretches throughout a whole street, but I have no idea how big it is. All I can say is, it is pretty big, and when I say big, I mean huge. There is Area 1, the first area entrance in my school, then move on to Area 2, where there is a Basket ball Court along with a small playground, further down, are the Toilets, Area 3; no need for any more information about that. When you go still further down, Area 4 there is a little area for the Kindergarten students- Year 2 students fitted with mini wooden tables, silver seats, and a colourful canteen… after that there is a ash- felt playground with handball courts, Area 5, followed by a medium sized grass field (Area 6) for the Kindergartners- 2nd graders, and last but not least a GIGANTIC Grass Field for the Year 3-6 students which is used on certain sunny days to play Football, Touch Footy, Soccer or just walk around with mates. Wow.. I’ve used just a giant paragraph already to sum up my school! Oh, and I almost forgot, it is a Public school full of wriggling kids who are ready to start the day anytime, ranging from Kindergarten to Year 6.
Typical Friday At School! Note: You do not need to read this all, because you are under risk of being absolutely bored… though please read it as a favour?
7:30-8:00 Mum orders me to wake up… and I jump out of bed, exhausted. Wash my face, brush my teeth, throw on my uniform, socks, any special accessories for the day, move on to the Bathroom to do my hair…. which takes around 20 minutes! Brushing does get tough…sometimes I screw up my face in struggle!
8:00-8:15 If there is any medicine for me to put on or take, this is the time… a quick Breakfast and a bad attempt to ignore my arguing siblings on the table. As soon as I’m done (You’d be surprised by how slow I eat!), I straightway wash my bowl, put on those shoes because we are strictly “Not allowed to go upstairs in shoes”.
8:15-8:30 Rush around getting 100% ready, drink some water, collect my recess and Lunch money, and get hold of my bag. Anything just to waste the time!
8:30-8:45 Off to the car I go, my bag on my shoulders. My brother is dropped off at school, but traffic slows us down as usual. Then comes us, my sisters and I.
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Rush Hour! Beep Beep! Honk Honk! Let me through!
8:45-9:00 Walk up to the school entrance and meet our friends.Bathe in the heat of the sun if sunny, and take a seat on the floor to chat with Katherine and my little sister, Diala. We blabber away until the bell rings.
9:00-10:30 Run off to the class I am meant to help line up, and listen to any morning announcements…. I walk over to my teacher, Mrs Pericles, along with the rest of the Prefects and have a meeting about school events. Discussing… At 10:30 we prepare our assembly sheets, awards, and slither down to the Hall. We take a seat on the stage, set the assembly sheets, ready to begin. ( On a Monday, at this time, the Arabic Students and I have chemistry lessons with our Arabic teachers, doing exciting experiments! all the way till 11:00)
‘“Making Good Choices” Assembly‘
10:30-11:00 We, the Prefects and I, hand out awards, sing the School Song, National Anthem, listen to announcements and continue with the basic assembly until we dismiss the classes and we all wander off! As soon as the bell rings at 11:00 we take down our lunch, brains, pride, lunch money and friends down with us to Area 2 to play… I either play skipping, just chat about anything, or eat my noodles beside my friends.
11:00-12:00 I line up and rage up the stairs to class. All the time we spend either on the computers blogging, writing about a picture on the board, do Maths work. Basically either fun, or work work work. And so on it goes! If we are lucky, we go out and have some sport, any game like Dodge ball, Skipping, Softball, Beat the Ball… From A to probably V.
Year 6 in the ICT Suite at+Fair+Field+School‘
12:00-12:45 Work Work Work, Fun Fun Fun, Maybe Art Art Art… RIIIIING!! Yay! The bell goes at 12:45 and Sokeina, Momtahina and I rush off to pray in our teacher’s office. When we have finished, we run down to the canteen and buy food, jelly and if we feel like it, ice cream! We wait for our class to go outside and follow them down to either Area 7 or just ordinary Area 2. Let me speak of Area 7.
12:45-1:45 (Lunch starts actually at 1:00)So my friends and I choose Area 5 to relax in, play a few games of handball and on and on the day goes while all the rest of the kids play around on Area 7 with their mates.Bell Ring, lining up once again, up to class or off to play sport. A pretty normal day, pretty boring really from my point of view but put yourself in my shoes, you’ll be having a good time.
1:45-3:00 We do anything from anything, either computer room, playing the Wii if we are lucky ducks, reading, doing fun work. Day ends…. my sisters and I meet and wait around in the shade of the office for either our mother to come, or my father.
Well, that’s it! Not very interesting eh? If you could think of something you do at school that is more fun than what i do at school, then you are most welcome to share! Try and out-fun me, we’ll call it!!
Nothing much exciting about my day’s life at school. If I could fly or be invisible, that would fire my day up, trust me, and I would be as happy as a woman who won the lottery and was living happily ever after. You’d think my day is quite boring, I made it sound so! But mark my words, it isn’t as bad as it sounds!!!
Beneath her solemn face, holds a greater power than hope…
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6 Word Stories+ Pictures=Perfect!
Thanks again for voting on the 6 word stories, and so now I will put up my favourites with their picture:
1. Determination glimmers in her eyes…
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2. Spurring on till his bones ache…
3. Victory Clings to her Spirit forever
Which is your favourite? What is your favourite picture? If you’ve had any Athletics Carnivals at your school, what place do you come?
Burning with the spirit of Joy
( An extra one).
Holiday Hurrumbah!
Time’s flied all this time, and the holidays have come! yay… after all that hard work at school I think we do deserve some time off don’t you think? 2 weeks…. WOOOHOO! HOLIDAYS HERE I COME…….
Well, don’t be worried, I will still be posting, commenting and doing polls, but first let me relax in the shade of the palm trees in Hawaii. And Spain, and Italy. I must go there some day I just MUST. Sorry! Anyway, before we make a fuss, I want you to please rate my blog out of a percentage of 100, I got the idea from Aaron in Tasmania. You can judge me on:
Creativity, Comments, Friendship and Posts, also my interesting links and what I write 9if it is cool, nice and amazing!) and you can think up the rest. I can’t wait to see what you think and don’t worry, I won’t be broken- hearted, I just need the truth and some lovely advice. Cross my fingers… oh and also the new poll is coming soon! STAY TUNED MY GOOD MATES! 
And the answer to what colour my colour poem was from, IT WAS GREEN! Well done to Sam for getting it right and to Stephie who tried!But for now… let us Go With the Flow!
Me + Other Pro Runners= ???
Me Against the Other Pro Runners
That one Thursday after the Athletics Carnival day, the finalists from Belmore South gathered up with shaky hands and legs. We began with the tough races on the chilly morning!! Each school screamed their lungs out for their school mates, hoping they do well and win. If they do, a million screeches of joy echo along the park, so that you’d have to block your ears.
(The Junior 800 metres) 
(Sprinting Time)
As I raced hurriedly along the track, the 800 metre race ( I had come 4th out of the top 5 they want on Day 1 of the Zone Carnival, so this race was to determine the finalists), I swivelled my head around to look at who was behind me. And it turned out many were so close to me that they could reach out their hands and touch me… then came the nerves. Oh no! My heart skipped a beat; my face was wet with worry, weariness and pain. Once comfortable breaths were coming out as struggling gasps. I winced as I sprinted the last 50 metres, my legs yelling at me to pause, just for a second, but I ignored. I had to finish, and I knew I wouldn’t finish it off looking like a sick monkey about the collapse. So I sprinted, reached the finish line with a sigh, but unfortunately as soon as my legs touched that line, I knew I hadn’t made it… and that feeling always haunted me. But I was proud. So was my school, they greeted me with open arms and smiles when I lost the 100 metres, not even caring if I’d lost. And at that moment I knew I would have been nothing without those vigorous cheers from my friends.
And so on other races went, with students so fast their legs were a blur. Most had been trained, so they found it easy… with a Hot Dog scrunched in my mouth, 2 Milky Way chocolates by my side, I scrutinised the proud faces of Fonzalina, the 9 year old (I think) girl in our school who brought nothing but happiness among us and was a fast runner, and Hafiz, the 12 year old unbeatable Senior Boy runner who can run as fast as the most speedy animal in the world and should be called the “Running Machine” as I’d put it, were chosen to represent our school for the Regional’s and we were all very proud and counted on their victory to make us jump up and down. Hafiz had even won a medal for Fastest Senior Boy Runner. He deserved it.
Even though I was most utterly disappointed with my performance, and with what happened with the Senior Girls Relay Team last (Which I was part of as well), my heavy heart was healed by the laughs and warm “Congratulations” from the most important people in the world. More important than any race on Earth. Friends and Family.Which brings us to the sum which is now crystal clear:Me+ Other Fast Runners= Unsuccessful Performance
Click to Enlarge!! Most are of me, and some with my sister… I hope these pictures give you a clearer idea of the Carnival’s appearance!! AND not to forget the cramped 800 metre races!
Inside Us.. what you will encounter with CSIRO Scientists…
WARNING: WATCH OUT! YOU MAY BE IN CONTACT WITH THESE ITEMS WHEN YOU ARE VISITED BY THE CSIRO…!!!!! SO YOU BETTER WATCH YOUR SELF AND BE CAREFUL….
They’ve come once again! The CSIRO, if you don’t know who they are, they are: Commonwealth Scientific Industrial Research Organization.
This time, our adult helper and director was called Jan or Jane (We didn’t really hear her name properly). Many activities were held, magnificent and fun ones, maybe disgusting ones too about the Human Body, my partners were Lilly and Katherine. I’ve only recalled my favourite and most interesting routines. So if you are visited by those CSIRO people, keep an eye out for them, and yourself, AND these experiments! Don’t forget to watch them carefully, or they could be caught red handed murdering one of your friends, ripping their eyes out, blood trickling down their fingers… oops, sorry, going too far:
Rocking on a Wooden Board: We had to place both feet apart on a wooden board and rock side to side. Then, we’d close our eyes for 20 seconds, go whacko because we felt about to fall off and not peek. Later, we’d write down the results of what happened when we closed our eyes, each person had different ideas. Mine was: Felt dizzy, lost, and unbalanced, about to tumble and in another galaxy:
Human Body: We had in front of us a toy called Sam, with his body opened out in front of us but held together on a stand, so we could see the Heart, liver, lungs etc. We even had to take them out and put them back in! They were rubber, so it is okay!!:
Coloured Glasses: We put on Red, green, Blue and green glasses, paper ones, and had to look at dotted pictures. We’d soon find a sort of picture there connected by the dots, and write down what it was on a sheet. Of course, I really got confused and had to jump up and down on the spot in struggle; but in the end I got it:
Tasty Tissues (Not for us Kids you Scientists!!): Yes, this one’s a blast! We had some coloured boxes of plastic with strips of tissue in them. We had tweezers to pick it up with, and then we had to put it in our mouths without touching the metal, taste it, see if it was either bitter, sweet, sour or other. Then we spat it into a bin and wrote down our answers. Some tasted awful; others were quite tasty and sweet even though the idea of tasting tissues we stuff our noses into is outrageous…:
Cracks and Crevices: With a telescope, Lilly, Katherine and I frustratingly fixed it to our proper eyesight, and then looked through with our finger underneath. Many lines and cracks could be seen, and watching it up close seemed gross, but really it was amazing. I had a ball of a time, testing out all these wonderful experiments.
Have you ever done any of these experiments? Were you fascinated by any? What would you have done if you had to do these experiments?
Let me know your answers soon….
‘Humans are also made of meat /+L@s+human@s+también+estamos+hech@s+de+carne‘
Pixelated happiness‘ (Caution! This picture may sting your eyes!!!)
We’ve some Hard Work to Do!!
… all the sweat running down our blazing foreheads like rain pounding heavily down a glass window, and tire to wail on fretfully, will be worth it. All that working out, running around, doing Sport and training for it will not go to waste. Yes, we’ve some awfully hard strenuous work to get done before it can all begin, for us all to be 100% ready to swirl down that race track confidently.
Not one straightforward second of push-ups will go to waste… this wonderful event may leave us gasping for air to the harshest point, may squueze the oxygen out of our bodies, may bring out the best and worst of us; but we will be ready for it, maybe even waiting patiently like a bird waiting until the first of the sun’s blinding ray lights peep out of the sandy surface to tweet their soothing melody. Everyone is aware of the fact that China will be hosting the Olympics this year, but a surprise has knocked us off our feet! Right on our doorstep, the Mini Olympics have knocked right on my school’s doorstep, not for real, though. We are having our own Mini Olympics at school!!!!!!! How amazing it that? We will be having a few host classes, each hosting their own sports, example: Soccer, fake Hockey, Rythmic Gymnastics, lots more! Each class has to choose the country they want to represent for the Olympics, my class, the Allstars, chose Jamaica. I really wish I could have chosen Argentina but it is alright. Other countries chosen were Italy, Malta, Argentina, Lebanon, Australia, New Zealand, Tonga, China, USA! In Area 7, our grass huge field, will be the place to hold this event. Each class shall cheer for their classmates… or they will have to run 4 laps of Area 7….. 
It will be brilliant, the best of fun!! There will even be medals and awards… cool! I am utterly excited and cannot wait until it comes. The date is the 22nd of August, 2008. My legs are knocking with excitement and my heart is thumping up and down like a rabbit on the run!!! When it does come, I will inform you more about it… as for your job, read and relax and be patient for my next posts….
How about you? Have you ever had the Olympics at your school? Would you like to? Why?
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Just What We Need…
A cheque!!!! All the school prefects, including me, gingerly heard the news before the entire school! Preparing for the assembly, we sat on our chairs in the hall, organized our speeches and waited eagerly and excitedly to reveal the news. As students piled in, the last class arrived and sat in silence.
The assembly went on as usual, didn’t seem any different to the students.But as Mrs Dyer, our Principal stepped up to the front of the stage everyone gasped. She made a small speech about going to the Parliament House, Canberra, Australian Government 2008 National Award for Quality Schooling - Achievement by a Principal award.to receive an…….. AWARD!!! For being the 2nd best teacher in the WHOLE ENTIRE OF AUSTRALIA in technology, teaching and using computers for education. I am SO proud of her and think she deserves this for working so hard all her life. I am proud to have a wonderful principal like her and feel that what she received could make our school respected and special. That is not only what she got. She also won………………………… a slightly mesmerising cheque that contained…… she opened it and inside was…………….
$10 000 for the school!!!!!!!!!!! Oh my lord how happy I was, the smile painted on my face, if it got any larger, would have definitely made me bleed from the edges because of the tension. How shocking!! The whole school clapped and cheered, their grins unable to peel off. This money, would mean HEAPS to our school, because it is not that wealthy, it will help so much indeed. This money could provide us with sports equipment, computers, laptops, special needs, school needs, canteen food and way more. I am SO proud of miss Dyer and thank her a billion for winning this award.
GO MRS DYER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 
This is how shocked I was, though this is not me, this is a picture of a shocked girl from Flickr CC .
Mrs Dyer pictures from 08Allstars blog.
Invasion of the Jollybops!!
Jollybops? Who are they? Well they are consisting of 2 people: Jolly Professor and Rusty the Robot who was painted as a robot, all surrounded with silver glitter and metal. They came to our school to teach us some Aboriginal Science, like playing a Didgeridoo, an Australian long stick that you put your mouth over to make music. There were many people who were allowed to volunteer as the Jollybops people let them do experiments.
A journey, this is, of smoke rings exploded noiselessly out of a filled with smoke bin when tapped, comeback frisbees which are 3 sided frisbees that when thrown fly back to you because of air pressure forcing it back, a Didgeridoo with attitude, a silly gun-shaped paper-spraying tube that Rusty sprayed on Jolly Professor covering him entirely making the paper look as if it’d swallowed him, crazy and amazing fire tricks, Lunatic Lid that explodes each time put on, Soothing Song sang by Rusty to audience (Us), high 5’s and pictures. Tempted already? Have a READ!!! But I will talk most of the ones I loved best.
The best One! The trick i most loved was the one where Momtahina and some other guy held a stick tightly, aiming at a balloon filled with a special gas… OOOOOOOOOHHHH, suddenly the balloon explodes and it RELEASES FIRE!!! It looked alot like an explosion!! We all stood firmly and shocked, as we clapped the Professor on. That was definitely the best trick!
When I was volunteered: The trick of the Far Tap of the Can that Blew the Paper Cups off our heads was performed. But thank god, for once, i was allowed to volunteer and proudly come up to the stage to perform the trick. I was told to put a cup on my head and stand still, as the loud sounds from quite far coming from the jolly Professor tapping on the box echoed, the cup fell off! Even a teacher, Miss Jenkins nervously performed the trick!!
Rusty’s Persistent personality: What i loved about Rusty, was he was so funny and silly, he acted really out of the ordinary, but that is what I liked about him. He even sprayed paper out of a gun shaped tube that wrapped itself around Jolly Professor, making the school laugh!! It filled him completely, it even made he look like the paper had gobbled him up!! Through out this Visit Rusty also fell in love with the pretty Miss Krisenthal which he gave a bright flower and carton fake plane full of love to her. We were all touched to see such care. And for those reasons, count him as my favourite character, for his persistent nagging personality!!
Lucky last, to end the fantastic show, I received 3 high 5’s from Rusty, my truly favourite character so you would know how joyful I was and over the moon i felt; a picture of their astonishing equipment and a photo of them, FOR REAL!
Sorry about so much photos!!
The professsor? aha!
Blown away!!
Love is so touching sometimes. Have a look at the flower Rusty gave to Mrs Krisenthal.
Mrs Jenkins about to cry from fright!!
Me being volunteered, how exciting!!!
Here are the professor and up close the wonderful Rusty!!
Jolly professor with a didgeridoo!!
Risky Run
Our school prepared themselves in bunches for the Risky Race, as if bundles of cards lying helpless around on the grassy field. As soon as they heard the buzzing whistle, they whizzed past and ran and ran and ran until they reached the end, the finish line. Red, exhausted faces crying out for water. A teacher, Miss Jenkins, lended me a camera to snap some nice photos to put on my class blog of the runners! So, after all those tiring races, each House team, Bradman, my team ( Blue), Newcombe, ( Red), Frazer, (Green) and Freeman (yellow)! Each team yelled their cry, a little type of song they shout out at the top of their lungs, not sing. Whatever team cries out the loudest is the winner. Frazer won as usual, their yells ear throbbing!! But still, Bradman came 2nd!! Yay! Here was our war cry:Team Captain: Everywhere we go (repeated by the team)Team Captain: People wanna’ know (repeated by the team)Team Captain: Who we are, (repeated by the team) Team Captain: And where we come from, (repeated by the team) Team Captain: So we tell them, (repeated by the team) Team Captain: We’re the mighty Mighty Bradmans! (Repeated by the team) 1,2, 1, 2,3, 1,2 ,3,4, BRADMAN!!!!!!!! (together)Now, I didn’t run for a reason. I was afraid for myself, after the devastating state I was in after the race last year, 2007. I shall recount the events for you:My heart was pounding in its chest, begging me to stop running, but I didn’t give up. I went on, to make my school proud! But after the shocking and heart-breaking result of coming 36th in the race, I was upset and disappointed. I’d trained hard for days, but I had not made it to the next running level in the Cross Country. But no, that was not what let me drift along with my hope and not participate in the next one for this year, it was that I didn’t want to hurt myself again, I didn’t want to go through the pain that haunted me as I persistently ran and ran and ran for the whole 3 km. After my result, I felt still proud of coming 36th, after all I wasn’t last and anyway none of my other Team mates representing our school make it either. But still, I was very proud of my achievement. Never happier I felt. But what I had gone though was enough to show me the danger that’d conquer me if I’d ever do it again. I didn’t participate in the painful Cross country this year so I could protect myself, from ever having to go to hospital. I have Asthma, and the doctor has warned me not to do it again, after what happened. This time, I am shielding my health and closing out the pain, just to protect my self, after all health is more important than a race right??This is what happened, the most UPSETTING thing, this is what I did when I felt pain rushing through me: Teachers guided me along, but I screamed out to them, so that I could stop. I felt like dying! But the teachers selfishly ignored my wails and went on. “Please, please, just please, let me stop! Is it finished? Please GIVE me my puffer, I can’t breathe PLEASE!!!!!” Even writing these words strikes my heart with an awful feeling of disappointment that I ever led myself to this state. Never, will I do that again, unless necessary. I know what is best for me, so I am joyful that I made the right decision.
What a day, I have to say!!!
Click on the pictures to see the full size, I prefer that! Click each one and SEE IT UP CLOSE!!! 
Until then!
I’m afraid blogging has come to a stop for a while now for me! Holidays have come which will last for 2 weeks! I’LL MISS YOU ALL! But afetr the holidays, hopefully, I’ll be back in business, aiming hard and aiming well. Bye to all my friends and thanks for all those comments you made, blogging would be boring like old beatroots (Nice one MrsP!)! So thanks for being there for me! And until then, BYE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 
Don’t worry, I’ll still be open for comments and If i have enough time, I’ll write up some posts too! BYE AND THANKS EVERYONE!
I’LL MISS YOU ALL! But I promise I’ll be back.
