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Tuesday, 8 September 2015

Information Report - The Black Mamba

The Black Mamba
BY Abraham Tonga

I am learning to inform my audience through an information report .


What is black, fast, cold blooded, lethally venomous and is highly aggressive? Thats right the Black Mamba, the Black Mamba is located in the Savannas, and the rocky hills of  Southern and Eastern Africa it is considered as one the world's most venomous snake.

Appearance
The Black Mamba’s life span is usually eleven years or more and it can grow up to 4.3 metres. It weighs up to 1.6 kgs. It gets its name not from its skin colour, which tends to be olive to gray, but rather to be the blue-black insides of its mouth displayed when it is threatened. http://41.media.tumblr.com/e6b9561e503df91058b7b9e62b59d339/tumblr_mytd2eKnPB1rxxai0o3_r1_1280.jpg

Hunting
The Black Mamba use their incredible speed to escape from their prey, not to hunt their prey. Black Mambas are shy and will almost always seek to escape when confronted. If cornered they will raise up their heads and sometimes a third of their body off the ground, spread their cobra like neck flap, open their The black mouths and hiss. If an attacker persists they will not strike once but strike repeatedly injecting huge amounts of potent neuro and cardiotoxin with each strike.

Diet
The Black Mambas are known as eating small carnivores  such like chickens, rats, bushbabies and more other small carnivores. Black Mambas bite their prey, injecting venom then releasing it. They then follow it until it dies or it is paralyzed. At this point they eat their prey. It does not take that long for the enemy to die or get paralyzed  after getting bitten by a Mamba.

So the next time you see a 4.3 metre venomous black mouthed, snake you know for sure not to go near it or touch it. Be careful because you never know if it will bite back at you. So make sure to give it some space!
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 

Saturday, 16 May 2015

Creative Writing - The Mysterious Rug

  The Mysterious Rug
I am learning to entertain my audience
                      BY Abraham Tonga
Once upon a time there lived a grey headed old man and his name was Mark, he was a grumpy old man that lived in an old  fashioned cottage, it was beautiful it was filled with  bright colours.

Mark also had a magical rug ,  he  had brought the rug from India. It’s colours are quite dingy but he liked it like that. He used it for nothing but he decided to do something about it. That day Mark lay down the rug in the living room. That night after a few hours he heard some noises, he yelled “hello?, anyone there?”
there was silence for a moment.

Suddenly there was a sound of movement, the rug moved and it was creeping, his heart was about to shatter as the rug was twitching. He shouted again “Help!’  the creature under the rug got closer and closer to Mark but before the creature touched him he let out a scream, his neighbors ran over to see what had happened they knocked on the door.

His neighbors still knocking on the door aloud, he was power walking to the door “Get away from there!“ he shouted but they did not so he repeated “Get away from there!” he shouted they ran away they were frightened  that night he had no rest he had stay up this lasted for four nights.


He  was  too scared to lift the cover but did it anyways so he slowly lifted the cover but there was nothing there was he just seeing things, was he just dreaming but when he woke up he went to the living room and saw the rug moving it was not a dream or he wasn't seeing was what was he seeing there is questions rushing through my head.

                       Abraham

Tuesday, 10 February 2015

Year 6 Camp 2015

Camp - MERC 

The second week of school the Year 6 students were off, all 35 of us, oh and the 7 adults we needed to supervise off.  We had so much fun team building and focusing on leadership.  Here is a snapshot of what our week was like.  We had so much fun and we are all excited for the year ahead.