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Video reflection

Video reflection

Facts:  The Mayans invented the long – count calendar

Trigonometry is the study of triangles

Precession of the equinoxes is the term for the earth wobbling on it’s axis

 

Questions: Where is Baghdad?

What does horoscopic mean?

 

Understandings: I understand that it took a lot of effort to get to the understanding of the stars that we have today.

 

Summary: This was about astronomy and how it progressed over the years, and each important milestone for astronomy.

100 wc- It reminded me of a time when…

100 wc- It reminded me of a time when…

I smiled softly to myself, for the first time in years. It reminded me of a time when we were safe, happy, and reunited with our family. I brushed off the thought of my family, and went back to work. We were forced to work for our enemies, and we would never rest. The feeling of exhaustion swept over me, but I shook it off. I wasn’t going to be defeated today. Only 7 more years I would tell myself. 7 years. Oh god. I sighed, and dropped my shovel. I walked through crowds of children, looking for water. That’s when I saw the flower. The first life I’d seen there. Was this a sign of hope?

Narrative- To be continued

Narrative- To be continued

CAMILA

The living room was dark, the only light coming from the T.V. Camila curled up in an old blanket eating caramel popcorn, with wild thoughts rushing through her head. She lived in Oak Harbour, Washington. She always loved having the apartment to herself, but it didn’t feel safe anymore. The news switched off, and the room was silent. Camila clambered to the bathroom and showered, but it was so hot as soon as she stepped out she was covered in sweat again. It was 2:34 am. She looked at the time, panicking. She had a job interview tomorrow, and was not going to be late. Again. Police sirens sounded outside, and it was the same as every night. But it wasn’t. There was a new feeling in the air, a dark feeling, as if nothing would ever be the same again. And it wouldn’t.

The alarm went off and Camila rolled over, struggling to find her glasses. Her dark hair fell over her face, and she stumbled out of bed. She walked down to the nearest Starbucks and got on the subway. The office was a tall grey building, not that dissimilar to the one from the terrorist attack.  Camila sighed, and told herself it was fine. It’s not like you knew anyone from there anyway. Everyone else is fine, get your act together. As she stepped inside, a wave of cool air washed over her, and she immediately felt a relief. Her eyes darted across the room, just to take a first glance at her co- workers. Or not. She shook of the negative feeling and walked into the office with a determined look on her face. She was going to get this job.

Camila’s feet ached from walking, and as she unlocked her door, she collapsed onto the couch. Her hands were sweaty from the nerves of the interview. Oh god. Riley was coming over. She looked like a mess, not to mention her house looked like it had been robbed, but the robber left because it was too messy. Ugh. She put on her favourite music and started to clean. The phone rang and it was Riley.

“Hey! Cami! Sorry I can’t make it today, I’ve been really busy.” Camila sighed in relief. “Hey, I’ve been worried. The attack must have been scary. You live right next to it don’t you?”

“Yup.” Camila’s mood dropped. Of course she had to be reminded.

“And you’re all alone! You need to start dating again. It’ll make you happier.”

“Yeah, I’ve tried. Everyone’s a jerk in Washington.” Did you miss the flight?”

“No, I cancelled it.” Riley said, clearly lying.

Riley went on and on, and it was almost like she was over anyway. Camila didn’t care. It felt good to have someone thinking about you.

She ordered pizza and sat at her computer, typing and deleting, typing and deleting. Nothing was right anymore. It turned dark outside, and Camila got a glass of water and went to be. Her life wasn’t really revolved around time, more like what it looked like outside. The sun is rising, get up. Sky is grey or blue, get lunch. Sun’s setting, go home get dinner. When it’s dark you go to bed. It was less stressful. Inside was peaceful, outside was chaos.

When Camila woke up, the world was a blur. She reached for her glasses, but they weren’t in her usual spot. There were shouts outside, and it smelled of smoke. She glanced around, worried. She walked to the somewhat blur of a bathroom, tripped over a wire, and got her spare glasses. At least she could see now. The computer was still on from last night, maybe the electricity got stuffed up. That would explain the smoke. Don’t be stupid Cami. That’s not how science works. She pulled down one of the many windows in her room. There were people outside, marching with signs, things were on fire, and her stomach dropped. What’s going on? Were people trying to kill her? She didn’t do anything wrong. Did she? Maybe they didn’t like the fact that she was watching the news about it 2 nights ago. She called Alissa, her friend from school. She was 17, and Cami was 19, and trying to find a job. When Lissa picked up, she could hear the sound of shoes squeaking. “Cheerleading? Really Lissa?”

“Uh, no. Basketball actually. I’m in the middle of training.” Lissa sounded out of breath.

“Yeah, um, there are people outside. Angry people.”

“Oh my god. A riot? About the attack? I was trying to avoid talking about it, but this is serious. Can you leave your apartment?”

“No.” Cami said, her voice shaking a bit. This was the most danger she’d ever been in.

“Just relax. You’ll be fine,” Lissa tried to reassure her.

After calling more than 10 people, she was pretty sure her phone bill would be exploding, so she stopped. Everyone had told her it’d be fine, but would it really? She opened her computer and looked at the news. There were titles and headlines about riots. She looked into it, looking at every news report there was, but when she checked outside to see if they were still there, and they were gone. And the building was back.

 

CHLOE

It was 3:27 am, and Chloe was still on the internet. She had just discovered a singer, and immediately fell in love with her music. She was binging on interviews and music videos, and sent some to her friends. At 5:01, she finally fell asleep.

Chloe awoke to the morning light shining through the blinds. She groaned, and looked at the time. 8:11. She bolted up, and leaped out of bed. There was 20 minutes until school started.

100 WC

100 WC

The darkness grows, but I can still see.

The chains get tighter, but I can still move.

My voice is gone, but I can still scream.

I’m still breathing, but everything else is dead.

I may as well be gone.

People are happy, but I’ve forgotten what it’s like.

People are running, but I don’t have the energy.

People are eating, but I’m not hungry. I never am.

People know who they are but I don’t.

I’m lost in my own mind.

I let go a long time ago. Some people manage to grasp the rope, pull themselves out of the dark, but my hands slipped and I fell, and I’ll never escape. The rope is still here, in the corner, but I don’t have the energy to even try anymore. So I just sit, and wait.

100 WC : What colours should it be?

100 WC : What colours should it be?

People have learned to love.

People want to have money.

People want to live long.

People want to have fun.

 

There are some things they’ve never loved.

People don’t want to be black.

People don’t want to be girls.

People don’t want to be gay.

 

Why? They make it seem like the world is black and white, already written, they can’t make changes. What colours should it be? Yellow, for happiness? Red, for bravery? We are making the world this way. We can change. Should people be scared walking alone at night, driving without getting pulled over, holding hands with their partners in public? You choose. No one’s making the world this way apart from us.

 

 

100 wc

100 wc

Troye breathed, his once pink lips were now blue, and the air was painfully cold. Every movement stung, and the whole floor was ice. It was once a river, but the stinging air had frozen it. He was meeting his partner today. He was nervous, which was the first feeling he’d had in years. Ocean. She walked down the stairs, and she was already crying. They would give her the last cooked meal she’d have in a while. He felt bad, she didn’t know what she was in for. Slowly they would die, just to get rid of them.

100 wc- as I read the contents of the letter i was aware of my smile

100 wc- as I read the contents of the letter i was aware of my smile

Everyone was lined up, as if in an army. Their outfits were all the same, and they all had the same worried look on their face. Who was going to be chosen? As I heard my name being called out, my stomach dropped. I broke a sweat, and my eyes started stinging. Every year, one student was chosen to be taken to the science lab and be used for experiments. Most of which resulted in death. I took the paper, and as I read the contents of the letter, I was aware of the smile on my face. I was going home. I wasn’t being tested. Confused murmurs arose as I was escorted out the door. I was going home. I smiled to myself. This was it.

Don’t panic: BTN reflection

Don’t panic: BTN reflection

Summary: This BTN was about 2 families getting put to the test on natural disasters, by recreating one, and trying to take action.

Facts: It’s dangerous to go on the roof during a fire.
Hiding in a room is not a good idea.
People’s brains stop working in stressful situations.

Questions: Would they have the same reaction if it was real?

Is the reason they picked these families that they live in a high danger zone for natural disasters?

Understandings: Having an evacuation plan is a good idea.

Link to video: Don’t panic- BTN

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