Thursday, September 13, 2012

Voice Over

Basketball is a sport that has been played for years it has been a crowd pleasing game for  many years. Michael Jordan is the best player the world has seen and will see. Just looking at him inspires you to become a basketball player. If you wanted to be a basketball player you will need a pair of sneakers and uniform from the manager or the boss of the team. It is tough at times to avoid contact on the court,and a “foul” may be registered to a player if they have contact with another player. 

100 points is the highest that any shooter can get in all of basketball history and also even higher. There is also are dunking competition going around the country in America. This sport has turned people into fantastic superstars and into inspirations.


It's called Superior Nasal Operational Transport,"I said , "and you do it by sneezing." I closed my eyes, sneezed and disappeared. Then with another "Achoo,"I if this have ever happened appeared inside the school's pet-ground. A two-headed snarky-dink yodeled and a cloud of orange gas poofed from under my tail, but the other animals ignored me.

I elbowed my twin sister, EmmaLee, and said, "Hey, if you take the first letter of each word in Superior Nasal Operational transport, it spells SNOT."
EmmaLee shook her head with disgust and I wondered if her red pigtails would fly off. "Cameron, that's awful!" She pulled a glowing purple Kleenex from her pocket and dabbed her nose.
"And it's SNOT funny, either." I grinned and waited for her to groan or hit me in the arm.

Just then, the buzzer honked, "Ooga, ooga, oog," signaling the end of school and I tried my first SNOT sneeze to see if I could make it home before EmmaLee.
Only something went wrong. I landed outside of town, in that falling-apart wooden building where they used to keep something called cows. Two old, rusted tractor-thingies sat there, so I stayed and played on them-until a weird animal with two yellow legs and clawed feet strutted over.

Sunday, September 9, 2012

Greg Inglis

Rugby Union Tournament

Friday morning commenced we ran to the staffroom with our coach rob eagerly waiting for the rugby tournament to begin, we dressed up and went for a little practise session. Walking down to the reserve we had butterfly's in our stomach. The referee blew the whistle chasing and tackling try after try we won our first game seven to zero. We triumphed the next three games as we came to the fourth suddenly tiredness struck us. But we breezed through that match.

It came to the final game the whistle blew the ball went flying through the air try and try again everyone went off the field and back on. It was the most fearsome game in the whole thing finally it was half time  we waisted Bailey Roads teams energy in the first half. So rob said that we had to play as like use are at the Auckland champions kicking and driving over in the ruck we played as hard as we could.  Finally we won the game celebrating with the win rob shouted to us that we were going Auckland champions.