What we have done in the past 3 weeks- PBL

During the past three weeks of PBL me and my group (TheWishMakers) have gone to the hospital, made a GiveALittle page (givealittle) and have planned several activities all of which were shot down but we had to keep trying, we have even combined with a fellow group (MaccaPacca) to do a Car Wash Saturday 2nd December which is one of the first things we have been allowed to do.



The Start:
During the first week we had to call the hospital to have conformation we were allowed to go and see children in the pediatric ward in order to read stories to children and write Santa lists with them we had the go ahead and we went there is the second week.

The Middle:
The second week we visited the hospital and waited for an hour to be told we couldn't because of CYPP (Child Youth Protection Policies) we then planned a bunch of other activities with all of them being shut down by teachers but we kept persevering to the third week where we had a car wash.

The End:
during the car wash we made $50 at $10 a car meaning we washed 5 cars in 4 hours we all ended getting sunburn on either arms, legs, neck or face (some used Sunscreen others did not) we are now in the middle of sorting out presentations for the end of PBL.

PBL

hello everyone! and welcome to something not quite scientifically involved but a good cause!

for our PBL (Project Based Learning) unit me and two other girls have decided to focus on children with terminal and long term illnesses such as cancer.
please vist, spread, and donate to our givealittle page
givealittle

have a nice day~!!

PBL- Update

Steps needed to achieve the goal.	What will help us achieve this goal?	Possible barriers and how to overcome.	Who is doing this step?	Date it will be done.
We need to leave school	We need to  get permission to leave the school from the teachers	The teachers might not trust us to leave school, we could vlog the trip as evidence to show we went	Amy	17th Nov
We need to Bus to the hospital	We need to top up our bus cards so we can use them	The bus may cost to much, We can use our bus cards. Run out of credit, top up our bus cards.	Amy, Hannah-mae	End of next week 24th Nov
We need to meet the kids.	Set up a date to meet up with the kids	We could get sick, do it at a later date or skype the kids	All of us	End of next week 24th Nov
Read christmas stories to the kids	Collect the books from around home	We might not have enough books, We can get some out from the library.	All of us	End of next week 24th Nov
Write wish list to Santa with the kids.	We need to buy decorated paper and envelopes	We could run out of supplies, We can buy more	All of us	End of next week 24th Nov
Fundraise	Set up a give a little page and organise some events	We may not be able to do all of the planned events, we can do less but plan them to be better than before.	All of us	1st Dec
Buy the present at the top of their list, within reason	Go shopping for the presents	Their request might be unreasonable, e.g they ask for an animal, we could compromise and get them an animal soft toy	Amy, Hannah-Mae?	5th Dec

Alternative to Red row

Give individualized gifts to each of the children	Make the necklaces and bracelets	The kids could have allergies to the materials, We could make them out of other material or we could give them something else such as a letter from us.	Amy Hannah-Mae?	5th Dec
Present the families with the money raised to go toward treatment.	Fundraise	We might not get as much money as we hoped, we can still give them as much as we can it will all help.	All of us	5th Dec

PBL progress- The wish Makers

14 November 2017
Group name: The Wish Makers
Members:
http://hhshannah-maec.blogspot.co.nz
http://hhsamyw.blogspot.co.nz
http://hhsdaniellew.blogspot.co.nz
Topic: Children (Under 10) with terminal/Long term illness
Websites:
https://www.healthnavigator.org.nz/health-a-z/c/childhood-cancer-long-term-follow-up/
http://www.cdhb.health.nz/Hospitals-Services/Child-Health/Child-Haematology-Oncology/Pages/default.aspx

http://www.cdhb.health.nz/Hospitals-Services/hospitals/Christchurch-Hospital/Pages/default.aspx

https://givealittle.co.nz/

http://childcancernetwork.org.nz/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/NZCCR-Child-Cancer-Incidence-2010-2014-Final-Report-1.pdf

http://www.cdhb.health.nz/Hospitals-Services/Child-Health/Child-Haematology-Oncology/Pages/default.aspx

Issue:

Children DIE from terminal and long term illnesses every year, week, month and day and we want to make their lives a little happier because some do realize the inevitable and unfortunate end.

English -Essay

If females are only wearing what they feel comfortable in and males are the ones complaining because they “can’t concentrate” who is really to blame?.

Females should be able to wear whatever they please specifically in schools.

It's not very fair that females don't get to have their Clothing preference, why are female views rarely looked at, and it's not fair that it's immediately their fault for males to be distracted by them to the point where they can’t do their work.

If males get their Clothing preference in schools why can’t Females?

In a lot of American schools they have very small cheer leading uniforms but if a 'normal' female student came to school showing the same bare skin the uniforms show, they would be told off and, most likely either sent home, or forced to wear an over sized humiliating shirt, with text saying how they broke the school dress code.

Humiliating people should not be how you teach people not to wear things, you should tell them the reasons although I guess the reason they don't do this is because they don't have proper reasons just excuses. The males don't have a very limited dress code the only thing that really limits them is how society thinks, since they can’t wear “girl clothing” because it's for “girls only” or because “you will never have friends if you wear things like that”. When are limited by dress codes as if it will stop males from concentrating on them instead of the work or as if it will stop name calling when it won't.

Why are female views rarely looked at?

It seems like if a female brings up their clothing preference argument vs a male complaining that he ‘can’t concentrate’ the male will normally win the argument because of the fact his education is more important than hers, as it is proven that the more comfortable you are, the better you learn so in this action of ‘females should be dress coded but males only get very few dress code rules’ is rather unfair it's like they don't want females to learn properly by being in uncomfortable clothing instead of their own personal preference.

People say that sexism doesn’t exist anymore then what is this? Is this not sexisim? Have the male able to learn but the female doesn’t even get their clothing preference because males can’t control their mindset?

Not only do the females views seem to be rarely get looked at, why must it be a female's fault for males to get distracted by them?.

It's often classed as the female’s fault when a male is distracted by a female and the clothing they have chosen to wear, if a teacher can’t keep the attention of their class because of an item of clothing they should not be teaching, but how is it the female’s fault they are seen as attractive.

We shouldn’t be trying to teach females to not wear what you want, we should be teaching males how to keep concentration there are places like the middle east where women wear literal sheets only showing their eyes, it is amazing that they literally ban females from showing ‘too much skin’ due to things like this so if males don't like it, why don't they move to the middle east where they aren’t bothered by females ‘showing too much skin’ and this way the can’t lose concentration.

If females won't be decent then why shouldn't we hold their options on clothing back?

Certain females preference of clothing could be no bra with a see through top and in school, that is incredibly unacceptable, but why? we are only told it is unacceptable but where is the reasoning? people shouldn't be treated unequally without a valid reason we are just told "this is unacceptable" and we go along with it because out childish brains seem to think adult brains are so much different when its really just got more memories and thoughts in it. Although out on the street, there shouldn’t be anything wrong with this, as no one should be able to tell you, “you should wear this” as they should have absolutely no control over what you wear and what you want to be seen as.

This is why females should be able to freely wear whatever they want.

Because it's not very fair that females don't get to have their Clothing preference, their views looked at, and, it's not fair that it's immediately their fault for males to be distracted by them to the point where they can’t do their work.

Females aren’t the problem, the males are.

English- Random Writings 2

History has value in today's society because it's gives us a story of how we got here and, the past our ancestors had, it teaches us about the hardships and the things they had to face. We need to learn about our ancestors because they are apart of what happened in the past to how everything got to the way it is, but not everything we learn in and for history is relevant when more modern events could be, when we could be taught about how today’s medical system works & how to take care of our health we could/are told how they did most things in the past with ‘leeches’, there are much more important things to learn other than the history of America, or slavery because yes that happened but it is in the past and it just brings up arguments and complaints against the ‘white’ people as, because their ancestors did it, it must mean all ‘white’ skinned people ‘must’ be racist and discriminate against ‘black’ people, but yet when a darker skinned person makes a racist comment against a lighter skinned person it snot seen as racist because of what happened in the past.

English- Random Writings

Boxing should not be classified as a sport because it is too dangerous to be even considered as a piece of entertainment. Children watch things like this then you can find adults wondering why their child is so violent. Boxing is a danger to society and the the future of the world's children. It could encourage fighting and bullying and it can put the view in a young child's mind that fighting and hurting another child for the sake of harming them is an OK thing to do. When it is not, it should not be a thing, it is not healthy and it should not be considered a sport when that can just as easily be used an excuse to hurt someone else because you could simply just use the excuse ‘we were practicing boxing like they do on T.V’. It is not OK to put the idea in a child's or anyone else's mind beating or hurting someone is OK. When people say “oh no it's just for entertainment no one would actually do something like this just because they saw it on TV” when people would actually do that just because one person wouldn't doesn’t mean the rest of the world is like them and wouldn't. And the fact that people get paid for hurting others is also not ok, they are paid to cause damage to other people, you would think people would get the message when people start dying from things like this.

English- Creative Writing Assignment

‘Have you ever just dreamt the weirdest things to find out they aren’t real when they could be completely plausible?’ I lie still awake in my light blue canopy bed I still couldn't believe that my aunt and uncle left this to me they were taking a massive risk, when I was younger I broke everything but since I’m older I guess they thought I could be more responsible. We were never that close to begin with so I was confused when the will said I would get this place, it was a small house made from green and white bricks and wood. I won't lie this place frighted me a lot it was so old I thought it would collapse and turn to dust. I turned my head to the old grandfather clock made from spruce wood it was 2:30am and supposedly an antique, a family heirloom which again rose up the question in my mind ‘why did I, of all people get, this?’ I turned my head to the opposite side to see another old antique, an old chair from the vala victorian era it was painted white to match the wardrobe next to it but my sights lay on the paintings and other decor they were the main things that kept me up. One had a young girl in it standing with a staff like object in her left hand it had a blue orb on top surrounded by what seemed like golden thread she wore an elegant gown made from red silver black and gold silk her dull orange hair was twisted into a tight bun with black and red ribbons woven through. I believe the picture was there due to old urban legend about this house being owned by a witch once, and her spirit still remains here and to please her, my aunt and uncle placed a painting of what she looked like in the room. I always felt uncomfortable, uneasy and nauseous around that painting.

I jumped as a large willow tree scratched at the window next to me, I saw a bolt of lighting emerge from the sky and heard the clap of thunder that followed I flung the covers over my head and shivered.

I felt a gentle patting and stroking sensation on my head not thinking it through that someone was maybe in the house but the calming effect of the patting and stroking made me gently dose off. I woke up a little later confused and still tired I turned my head sharply towards the grandfather clock as it chimed, it was 3:00am.

I began to feel nauseous once again and I desperately hoped that the old legends about the spirit world and the human world connecting at that time were not true I greatly disliked unexplainable things.

I began to smell a musky damp odor and got out of bed slipping my feet into my warm fuzzy yellow slippers and got ready to investigate, but as I did a slight creak sent a shiver down my spine only the ground floor was creaking and I was on the second floor. My blood turned to ice as I remembered the calming stroking sensation, my vision blurred and my words got caught in my throat.

Then I heard it the hoarse many whispers of words ‘who may you be’ ‘what are you’ ‘I used to be like you’ and more creepy words.

I walked slowly towards the stairway careful to not make a sound I grabbed a flashlight from the old worn out birch cupboard it was filed with cobwebs and spiders but the only thing on my mind was getting that torch, when I had it I gently picked it up and flicked the spiders off my hand and arm, I switched the torch on and went as quietly as possible down the old concrete stairs, I almost slipped down quite a few times but halfway down I saw her, the supposed witch from the painting in my room I was afraid to blink not knowing what would happen if I did.

Next to her was a family portrait that was painted when I was eight I was holding a small calico kitten, I remembered her, she was my precious kitten then I had just gotten her and I remember refusing to be in the portrait if she wasn’t either. I wish I still had her but she came from the wild and wasn’t exactly accustomed to being in human care so one day when I got home she wasn’t there anymore I remember wanting to get rid of everything I would have to remember her by but I just couldn't get rid of the painting, it was too special to me it marked the first day I got her. I found her under the shed cowering I managed to get her out but her tail looked like she had been in a fight and lost the end was chewed and scratched and little hair was left on her, remembering these things about her brung tears to my eyes it was then that I noticed I had blinked multiple times to try get the tears out of my eyes, the supposed witch was gone and I was again left to wander the house to look for anything.

A flash of thunder struck the sky giving the trees shadows I looked to the white wall and saw a very clear shadow of a hand reaching out to touch me I spun around and breathed heavily ‘must of just been a tree’ I thought calmly to myself, all the movies I have been watching must have got to my head. Terror and fright dashed through my head with every corner ‘this place is like a maze’ I thought. I made my way to the kitchen where I was met face to face with the supposed witch she ushered me to sit down I sat down with her and kept my eyes locked.

I could only feel fear, it felt like she was taking my soul, although she looks friendly is was almost as if she had an evil aura and could kill me in a heartbeat.

My eyes suddenly felt heavy I couldn't fall asleep not now, all I need is to know her name then I might be able to fix the curse on this eerie house.

“Are you sleepy yet?” the witch said before I passed out.

I woke up in the canopy bed it was morning but the sky was still dark and gloomy I pushed the blankets off of me and remembered what happened last night ‘was that reality?’

I asked myself but I quickly pushed that theory out of my head as that could never happen, I was brought up to not believe in supernatural entities such as ghosts and witches. I sat in the soft and beautiful vala victorian era chair before I quickly made a dash downstairs as my heart began to race my palms got sweaty and my face a bright red, there was a clatter of silverware and china as I neared the kitchen I looked in horror as most of the plates, bowls and tea cups lay smashed on the ground my heart stopped these were all antiques that have been passed down for generations, I began sweeping them up with an old broom and dustpan I found in one of the kitchen cupboards. She appeared again smirking at me I glared at her throwing the broom at her which went right through her, I stared in horror ‘was she really a ghost, a spirit, a lost soul  in this house?’

I immediately began to think about all the ways my aunt and uncle could've died, ‘did this ghost kill them?’

‘are there more ghosts in my home?’

it was at this moment my mind was completely ignoring spirit in front of me, then a sudden buzzing sound filled my ears and I held them tight trying desperately to keep the noise out, it felt like my mind was spiraling ever so fast to insanity with every millisecond I was hearing the noise.

“ah good seems I got your attention finally!” the spirit spoke in a hoarse whisper, I only glared at her

“I see you’re not a very big fan of me are you?” the spirit said.

“nothing not even a “what is your name?” the spirit said smirking.

“Fine, what IS, YOUR name?” I asked.

“tsk tsk you really think I would tell YOU ha don't make me laugh” the spirit laughed.

I picked up the dustpan  and got prepared to throw it at her but as I stepped forward to get better footing she disappeared, I stepped back and she reappeared.

“Oh um now this may seem suspicious but I assure you it is not” Said the spirit.

“you’re not real” I say confidently.

“and you really believe that?” The spirit replied.

“Y..yes” I say again questioning it.

she disappeared again I stepped right left forward back, nothing, maybe she was just tricking me.

I needed to find out more about this house, after all I was sure this myth was just that and nothing more than that, it had come to about 1:00 am and I was exhausted so I made my way slowly up the stairs to my bedroom to sleep but when I got there my bed was perfectly tidy when I was sure I left it in a blanket and pillow mess, I was too tired to pay much attention so I simply covered myself in the blankets and fell fast asleep, when I woke up my bed was in a mess once again the painting of the supposed witch was gone and my bed sheets had changed from a light blue to a pretty pastel pink, I was no longer in a canopy bed, I was in a white modern styled bunk bed, I rubbed my eyes, I flung open the curtains expecting light, but all I saw was a starry sky with the moon still raised high, I turned to my alarm clock to see it was only 12:01am, I shut the curtains and wandered back to my bed, I stared at my pikachu plushie for a while spacing out to question the dream I had before I remembered that my aunt and uncle were not dead nor did they live in a green and white house, nor did they collect antiques, I didn’t bother with the dream and simply ignored it, it was just a dream after all.

notes: now it may seem like there is no rick or challenges in this but you must look deeper and see the fact the character in this is scared of the painting, the legends and the mythology behind her new house she inherited from her grandparents and she must get over her fears in order to save the house, no its not exactly 'realistic' I know.

Outsiders essay

In “The outsiders” novel Darry seems to hate his youngest brother Ponyboy. This ‘hate’ for Ponyboy fell negatively onto the Middle Brother Sodapop, Soda got in the Middle a lot of the times telling Ponyboy ‘he didn’t mean it’ or ‘he doesn’t really hate you Pony’ and telling darry ‘you gotta be easier on the kid’. The meaning of why Darry and Ponyboy have this little feud is because Darry, being the eldest brother just wants to do what he thinks is right for Ponyboy and since Ponyboy is still a child he doesn’t exactly realize this and just thinks Darry hates him. In the Novel this is used to have the reader, read more to see will Darry stop being so hard of ponyboy? Or will Darry ignore Ponyboys feelings and Sodapops opinions. It is quite a clever little technique that Hinton used. This aspect can be compared to if you or a friend are in a feud with another person and someone is in the middle and they don't want to take sides, and the don't want to seem rude to one or another person so instead of taking one side they try to take both sides. Not only does Sodapop seem to get involved in Darry and Ponyboys squabbles but johnny does too in a similar way to how Sodapop gets involved Johnny gets involved because he wants them all to get along but that won't happen if Darry keeps on yelling at Ponyboy and it also won't happen if Ponyboy keeps on thinking Darry hates him. This makes us understand that Johnny doesn’t like violence even when it's only a misunderstanding. This shows that Johnny is the type of person to see further into things rather than just skim the surface, instead if just agreeing with Ponyboy and saying Darry hates him because he yells at Ponyboy he says “he does love you, it's just he wants what's best for you” which is 100% true, because just because it seems like someone hates you, it's not always the case, They may only be tough on you because they want what's best for you. This was done to relate to a lot of other people since if they have someone who seems to ‘hate’ them, they can reference back to this novel and remember, things aren’t always what they seem and then they could look deeper into the situation and find out the real truth if that person hates them or not. This is similar to someone who always seems to look deeper into things and will never accept just a simple answer. Sodapop and Johnny aren’t the only ones who get involved and want Darry and Pony to stop fighting but the rest of the gang too, some of them couldn't exactly care less but a majority wished they wouldn't be so childish and quit acting like children. This shows that in a family you must stick together so no squabbles between people since it rarely if ever helps anyone. This makes the audience or reader feel as if the tension between Ponyboy and Darry is making almost in fire wall in the gang. The purpose was for the reader to understand that there may be rough patches in families or gangs but there will always be those few people who will help as much as they can to fix the fight. This reminds me of some families where a child seems to get yelled at and lectured a lot when the person who yells at them is almost always a lot harder on themselves.
When thinking on this in a deeper level in a way everybody who meets these two could be affected since Ponyboy and Darry could put a bad name on each other or someone could immediately have their opinion settled on the two and then the rest of the people in that area. This makes us understand that even the smallest of mistakes can lead to a ridiculous amount of trouble. The reasoning Hinton would want us to understand this is to make us understand that the smallest things can lead to very big consequences. This can be related to how if you make a small mistake then you could ruin quite a lot from a small plan to a massive plan that could ruin your entire future and you might never be what you want to be or you may never get a good job.

My New Paper Artical For English

Hero of the Windrixville church fire found dead

It was 9:52am of January 5th 21 year old Ponyboy Curtis was found dead with cuts and bruises all over his body, doctors suspect he died from blood loss, he was going to see his eldest brother Darrel Curtis for his birthday, Ponyboy Curtis Was with his older brother Sodapop.

“As soon as I saw them coming I ran I went to Darrys house but we were too late they had already beaten Ponyboy to a bloody pulp, he was long gone I could've saved him but, I didn’t have to deal with the socs Since after the rumble they started leaving us alone”  

Sodapop Curtis’s words about the tragic incident that had occurred that morning.

The Outsiders work

1. What is the name of the novel? The outsiders

2. Who is the author? S.E Hinton

3. Where is the novel set? America

4. When is the novel set? 1967

5. Who are the characters in the novel? Johnny, Ponyboy, Darry, SodaPop, Dally, Two bit, Bob, Steve, Cherry, Tim, Marcia, Sandie, School kids, Ponyboy's parents, Gerry, Mr Syme, Paul, Randy.

6. What are some of the ideas/themes in the novel? Gangs, Conflict

7. What are the conflicts within the novel? Darry and Ponyboy, socs and greasers

8. What could have been some solutions for each of the conflicts you have picked? put their differences aside and stop going at each other's throats

1. Name the Greasers gang members and two other female characters. Johnny, two bit/keith, Darry, sodapop, dally, Ponyboy, Steve, Marcia, Cherry/sherri

2. Which character do you like the most and explain why? Two-Bit, he always has to add in their opinion

3. List some of the character traits of your favourite character that appeal to you? They are very opinionated

4. What character do you not like, and explain why? SodaPop, he seems almost too perfect

5. If you could invent a new character what would be their name? Alex John Xander the II

6. What would their looks and personality be like? Light brown reddish hair Greeny brown eyes He’s a young 13 year old boi (oH aND He’S GaY) Hes a little shy at first but will warm up to you and be friendly in no time

7. How old were Ponyboy and Johnny? Ponyboy is 14 Johnny is 16

8. Why did Dallas want to die at the end of the book? Johnny was dead and he couldn't take it

9. Why did Cherry Valance not want to talk to Ponyboy if they saw each other at     School? Because of social standings