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Sunday, October 17, 2010

The Beach

I ran, silent as a statue,
That stands there day and night,
When all of a sudden, at a glance,
I see the dark blue sea,
Over the hill,
Beside the mill,
The sea shimmered and shined.

As nice as the vast night sky,
The sea was a mirror, glinting in the sun,
With waves that engulfed the soft whit sand,
waiting to be seen or heard.

Fish danced in between the waves,
But the shimmering sea out-did the dancing fish with glee,
I watched and watched,
until my eyes grew heavy
and my sight grew dim.

I go back to that beach every night and every day,
To see the dark blue sea,
And in my dying moment,
Within my long last breath,
I see the ocean smiling up at me

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Monday, May 31, 2010

My science fair conclusion

As you can see in my experiment I have been doing lots of fun experimenting. How I really got this idea was when I was watching the news and an oil spill happened on the Gold Coast in Australia and then not long after that another one happened of the coast of Mexico and I thought to myself “Why not do my science fair on oil spills”?
I then read an article about how hair can be used to clean up an oil spill. The technique has been used in past disasters, such as an oil spill in San Francisco bay and in the Philippines in 2006, when prisoners shaved their heads and chests to donate hair to the cleanup effort. And in the first Iraq war in 1991, when retreating Iraqi soldiers released million tonnes of oil into the Persian Gulf, New Zealand sent booms filled with sheep's wool that could soak up 40 times their weight in oil to help with the clean-up. Human hair, however, proved more effective. Human hair grease acts as a spreading agent, to help the oil form a film on the surface. (Source: BBC World).
I hope that people will learn and enjoy from my science fair.

Finn J.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

THE STEVE 3000
Don’t want to go to school?
Now with the Steve 3000 you don’t have to. The Steve 3000 is an unusual robot that will change your life. With the highest level of technology the Steve 3000 is one to consider!

The Steve 3000 has a computer as a brain, advanced hearing and hover pads. It goes to school, does your studies for you then you get all of its memories, what more can you want! All the teacher has to do is put a sheet of paper in the paper slot and the Steve 3000 will work it out. Then when the Steve 3000 gets home you attach the memory cord to your head and all of its working out goes into your brain and you can remember everything that the Steve 3000 has previously worked out. The Steve 3000 moves around using advanced hover pads. When it moves the turbo shoots a jet of air on the ground therefore causing it to hover. The Steve 3000
also has arms allowing it to pick things up. The memory cord comes from inside the Steve 3000’s head it has tiny devises built into it which sends signals to the brain causing you to remember.

How did I get the idea to make such a fantastic robot? Worldwide children are complaining that they don’t have enough time each day to do their daily activities so I thought “Why can’t children not go to school but still get the knowledge that school offers them?” On December 23 2010 I finally made it...
The Steve 3000!

I really hope that the Steve 3000 will change children's lives for the better and give them more time to do daily activities.

Finn J.

Thursday, April 29, 2010

My aim


Here is my aim for my science project.

In this science project, I want to find out what the best way to clean an oil spill is. Why? Because all over the world oil tankers have gotten stuck in the ocean and after a few days the oil starts to leak into the sea. Oil does a lot of damage to the environment as it contains lots of chemicals. If it carries on going we'll practically be swimming in oil.
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Wednesday, March 31, 2010


Shaun Tan "The Arrival"

His possessions and family are very hard to leave. He packs his bags and gives his farewells. Tears fall from his eyes as he opens the door.

The train comes and he hugs his daughter, he steps onto the train, he can feel his life unfolding in front of his eyes. His wife and child walk back home. He looks at his family picture and weeps. A storm cloud of sorrow hangs over the boat. Rain pours down as he shuffles across the deck.

As he makes a swan, little white birds fly overhead, little white birds of hope. Suddenly he feels strong. The boat arrives at the harbor. Men are shouting and giving orders as he feels the boat lurch. The boat stops and he picks up his bag and walks into the dreaded city.