English
English Report
2021 has proven to be a challenging year; however, despite this there have been many achievements that we must recognise and celebrate. In English, students have been able to immerse themselves in a variety of learning opportunities including persuasive orals, text and film analysis, debating, creative writing, and different genre studies.
Students must be commended on their resilience and continued persistence to focus on their learning during the numerous lockdowns experienced throughout this year. We are very proud to celebrate and share what our students have achieved.
In Term 2, Year 7 students were given an opportunity to write a short narrative based on one of the following genres: mystery, adventure, and fairy tale. This aim of this unit was to write an engaging story for students in the local primary schools.
Unfortunately, due to the lockdown, our students were unable to share their stories with the Grade 3 & 4 students. Nevertheless, they should be extremely proud of their work and we wish to share a sample of a student’s work below.
Miss Emily Phibbs
Head of English
Carrot Thief
It all started with a missing carrot. Now how can a simple carrot be so important I hear you say? Well, I am about to tell you.
First of all, I should introduce myself; now please don’t laugh, because my name isn’t funny. Well, actually it is funny, but I don’t find anything about my name amusing. My name is Phunny Banny. My Dad’s name is Phillip Bunny, my Mum’s name is Phillis Bunny and my brother’s name is Phrank. I guess my family really like the names that start with “Ph”. We have an uncle called Phast Phood, he worked at a hamburger joint, and another uncle called Photographer Phred. But I don’t know what he does for a job.
Anyway, back to the story….. so - the missing carrot…. Ah yes that’s right. We grow carrots in our own veggie patch. It’s my job to look after the gardens and it’s a job I take very seriously. Everyone knows I am super serious about this task. In fact, I am so diligent about my job that there is a saying in my family, ‘working with Phunny Bunny is no laughing matter’.
I knew that there were ten carrots left in the garden. Yes ten no more, no less just ten. But when I go pull them up, I only find nine. I re-check my Math. Three plus three plus three, that equals nine. Five plus four, still nine. I really wanted that lovely five plus five to equal ten. But no matter how I did the equations it’s nine - always NINE! What am I supposed to do? This is my job - MY JOB!
What am I going to do?
Who or what took away the one carrot – because once I know who it is they are going to have Phunny Bunny to deal with!
Now I’m the top of my class in Math. So, Math is my thing. It’s my strong suit. I eat Math, I breathe Math, I even sleep Math. While others count sheep to get to sleep. I count carrots. It seems so real. I get into the zone. One hundred carrots divided into 5 bags, that’s 20 carrots per bag. I don’t want to brag, but carrot calculations are what I do better than anyone. I even account for the little carrots, like the ones that are still in the ground. These carrot equations come so quickly and clearly into my brain; I can almost taste them.
Taste them? I can taste them. I am awake.
Why can’t I taste ‘dream’ carrots???? Why is there ‘dream’ carrot stuck in my teeth??? This is not a dream; this is a nightmare. I need to get a grip. Need some positive self-talk. Come on Phunny Bunny, how could this happen? If I did sleep eat the carrot, there would be evidence. Like dirt in the house and on my bed. Should I risk looking down at my feet?
Suddenly, my Mum’s voice rings out.
“Who trampled dirt throughout the house? I just vacuumed the carpet”
Okay readers, I think we may have solved the mystery of the missing carrot. Ten carrots in the ground plus one sleep walking Phunny Bunny equals nine carrots in the ground plus one grumpy mummy bunny. I know that equation is a bit strange, but sometimes that’s how life goes.
The end!
Wait – where did the cabbage patch go?
Gilbert Magart Year 7