Eins
Zwei
Drei
Vier
Fünf
Sechs
Sieben
Acht
Neun
Zehn
Mein name ist Matilda
Tuesday, 9 October 2012
Friday, 28 September 2012
Saturday, 22 September 2012
Tuesday, 18 September 2012
THE ZOVILITING DISEASE
“Hey Nic,” screamed Maddy, “Do you want to go
to the beach with me and Eric?”
“Yes, Please!!” Answered Nic.
“Don’t you think we should tell mum and dad
first?” Asked Eric.
“Nah, the tides out and there isn’t any wind,”
“’Kay,”
“Can I have a piggyback?” Nic whispered to
Eric.
“Sure,” “If you don’t wriggle,”
Nic, Eric and Maddy ran all the way to the
little beach less than five hundred metres from their property. Eric in front
even though he had Nic on his back. They looked out over the sea, the supposedly
non-existant wind whipped their faces.
As they walked towards the water they felt a
strange stinging, Nic started to complain but they just thought it was the sand
on their bare skin. The wind got louder and louder and the stinging got worse
and worse until they were all on the ground with their hands on their ears.
Everything started to spin. All three of them
blacked out.
The land moved around them as they slowly came
to their senses. They had been transported to a land of orange with patches of
every colour imaginable including meck.When everything settled they discovered
that the patches of colour were actually entirely different environments.
Rainforests, Cities, Rural farms, Snowy mountains. It would have been wonderous
except there was not a soul to be seen.
They got up and wandered around in a stunned
silence marvelling at the very thought of such a place. It wasn’t only the
environments that were so amazingly strange, the sky was pink and the leaves on
trees blue.
“Get out of there!”
They looked around for the sauce for the source
of the voice.
“I said get out of there!”
They had located the Island where the voice
came from but not the mouth.
“The longer you stay out there the sicker
you’ll get!”
They ran to the mountainous island that it
came from, calling out to find out who had spoken. As soon as they stepped onto
the island the landscape seemed to develop around them, huge snow-capped
mountains, beautiful lush blue valleys, clear cold rivers. In the centre of
this excellent place was a circle of six rectangular windows.
Eric and Maddy where standing in the middle of
the circle wondering where they were when they realized that Nic was not with
them but sitting on the orange ground on the other side of the window. And
there was no door!
They screamed out the window for Nic to hurry
up.
“But I don’t feel well,” complained Nic.
“Crawl then!” Responded Maddy, exasperated.
Nic crawled slowly towards them, every step
laboured. When he finally got there he was red and puffing.
“Why don’t you feel well?” Eric Asked.
“Everything hurts,” replied Nic.
“We obviously aren’t going to get home tonight
and it’s getting dark, you rest Nic, while Eric and I find a place to eat and
something to eat,” said Maddy.
“Okay, but when are we going home?”
“Hopefully very soon,” whispered Eric “But now
we have to go and find a place to sleep.”
Eric and Maddy were contemplating how to cross
a stream when Eric noticed a row of red doors in the side of a nearby mountain.
“Hey look up there!” Exclaimed Eric.
“What?!” Yelled Maddy.
“Up there, those doors,”
“Oh,” muttered Maddy.
“Let’s go up and have a look,”
“Okay,” said Maddy her tone brightening (She
loved an adventure).
They sprinted along the stream until they
reached the foot of the mountain where they searched for an easy way up to the
strange platform under the doors. When they were about halfway around the
mountain they noticed a peculiar formation of rocks. Maddy kicked it as hard as
she could and the rocks started to come down revealing a tunnel.
“Come on,” she said to Eric.
They walked in to what looked from the outside
a gloomy dirty cave, but was actually a bright polished-wood corridor. There
was nothing in it but one single bright crimson door at the very end.
When Maddy and Eric finally kicked it open (It
was either very stuck or the lock was very bad) nothing happened………………………………
For exactly eight minutes. In precisely eight
minutes what looked like an entire city lit up, big mounds with windows in
them, holes in the ground filled with water, stalls made out of trees, chimneys
coming out of the ground, the possibilities were endless. But it was empty!
“Let’s explore!” yelled Maddy in a warlike
cry, forgetting Nic was all alone.
They ran down the hill as fast as they could
all the way to a mound-building where they stopped abruptly, realising they
were in danger of smacking right into the hard-packed dirt. That’s when they
smelt the fabulous smell of fresh-baked bread.
Maddy and Eric absent-mindedly walked towards
the smell, their hunger really making itself known. They had expected a plump
baker wearing a dirty white apron, what they got was far from expected. The
“bakery” was a big metal machine with a chute at one end and at the other tubes
that went into the biggest mound building of all. There were screens on the
side to choose what sort of bread you wanted.
“Come on, I’m hungry,” pushed Maddy.
“What if it’s weird alien food?” Said Eric
suspiciously.
“If aliens can eat it we can eat it, and
anyway this might be just one really mean trick,”
Eric and Maddy looked at the screen and tried
to figure out what to press as it was all in another language, completely
incomprehensible, so they just pressed some random buttons. What came out at
the end could barely be recognized as bread. It was pale blue and looked like
it had been made especially for sandwiches even though it wasn’t sliced .
They looked around and noticed that there were
lots of strange machines like this all coming out of the mound. They got what
they needed for sandwiches and left to find Nic.
“Niiiiiiic!!” Screamed Maddy as they stumbled
through the blue trees looking for him. It had gotten incredibly dark and the
whole place had been transformed.
“His over there, I can see his hair,” said
Eric his voice strangely withdrawn.
Maddy rushed over feeling a strange dread she
had never felt before.
“Noooooooo!!”
Just a she had got to him his eyes had
fluttered closed and his breathing had stopped. Both Maddy and Eric fell to the
ground sobbing and sobbing until they asleep.
They woke up to a lot of white and movement.
Maddy tried to sit up but fell down again. After feeling intense pain all over.
“Your awake!!”
“We thought we’d lost you to that awful
disease. If we’d found you ten minutes later you’d be gone like poor Nicholas
(Sob, Sob). But we found you and brought you here. It was incredible that the doctors
had just discovered the disease and had already found a cure.”
“I don’t know how you can get that sick from a
beach?”
Greg the Alien walked away from the ashes of a
boy called Nic, the Zing of immediate transportation still in the air.
THE END
Tuesday, 11 September 2012
Monday, 16 July 2012
Harry potter Translation
Did you know:
That the Hogwarts Motto (which is in Latin under the crest) translates to Never Tickle a Sleeping Dragon.
Thursday, 28 June 2012
Wednesday, 27 June 2012
BUTTERBEER
Start to finish: 1 hour (10 minutes active)
Servings: 4
Ingredients:
1 cup light or dark brown sugar
2 tablespoons water
6 tablespoon butter
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon cider vinegar
3/4 cup heavy cream, divided
1/2 teaspoon rum extract
Four 12-ounce bottles cream soda
In
a small saucepan over medium, combine the brown sugar and water. Bring
to a gentle boil and cook, stirring often, until the mixture reads 240 F
on a candy thermometer.
Stir in the butter, salt, vinegar and 1/4 heavy cream. Set aside to cool to room temperature.
Once the mixture has cooled, stir in the rum extract.
In
a medium bowl, combine 2 tablespoons of the brown sugar mixture and the
remaining 1/2 cup of heavy cream. Use an electric mixer to beat until
just thickened, but not completely whipped, about 2 to 3 minutes.
To
serve, divide the brown sugar mixture between 4 tall glasses (about 1/4
cup for each glass). Add 1/4 cup of cream soda to each glass, then stir
to combine. Fill each glass nearly to the top with additional cream
soda, then spoon the whipped topping over each.
Great Grandpa George
George
lived in Hamburg in Germany. He had to leave when Hitler was rising to power,
because one of his distant relatives was Jewish and because his father who was
well known lawyer didn’t want to join the Nazi Party.
One
day a strange person Came to George’s house and gave his Mother a letter. She
read it quickly then anxiously folded it up and put it in back in the envelope
she also slid in another note.
She
then told George and his brother Chris to run to their father’s office as fast
as they could and to give him the letter.
Chris
realised instantly that it was urgent, he told George this. They ran extremely
fast, past the school, past the strip of little shops across the bridge over
the river to where their father worked.
When
George and Chris where inside they gave there father the letter. He read
through it becoming more and more concerned.
He
then got up from his chair, took each of them by the hand and led them out of
the office, he told them they had to run and they all ran all the way to the
station.
George
had no idea where they were going or why, neither did Chris. When they where on
the train George’s Scout Master got on at the last minute. When George’s father
saw him he told them to hide. They did.
George
had to hide, sometimes under the train seat, all the way to France. When they
got off the train his legs where stiff and his back cramped.
They
found a hotel in Paris. Only then did George’s father sit them down and explain
what was happening.
He
told them that they had had to flee Germany because Hitler would have killed
them or put them in a camp. He told them that the reason they had to hide on
the train was that George’s Scoutmaster was associated with the Hitler Youth.
One
day a while later, George was selling papers on the street in Paris and he met
a very nice couple who where part of a religious group called the Quakers.
These people owned a school in Ireland. They saw how desperate George was and
asked if he would like to go to their school. He said YES
George
stayed at this school until he was seventeen, then he decided he would like to
go to Australia so he save up for a ticket and got on a ship.
When
he arrived in Australia He had to go through something called naturalisation.
For
the first year he was here George worked on a farm in Gippsland during the day
and studied accountancy via correspondence.
After
a while he joined the army (no one knows how he did this he just did) and went
to round up Japanese soldiers at their camp in Cowra. According to George he
spent most of his time sitting under a tree.
Not
long after this he met a lady called Patricia while he was on leave in
Melbourne. They fell in love and got married. Just before the end of the war (1945)
Patty got pregnant with a little girl.
George
was just about to leave for Papa New Guinea to fight when he heard that his
little girl Margaret had been born so he was given leave to go home to see her.
While
he was at home Japanese soldiers killed his entire unit, so Margaret saved his
life. The war ended a month later.
He
then had four more kids (Brendan, Michael, Joanna and Angela)
Margaret
is my Grandma.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)