my bridge design

5 Bridge Forces

My static image

I did the purply pinky background to show how beautiful the world is with bees, i did the lime green grass to show how healthy it is with the honey bees. The white flowers represent how bright and pretty they are with bees getting pollen from them. The big tall healthy tree is there to finish the look.

I did the black, ugly and gloomy background to show how ugly the world is without bees. I did the gross muddy background to represent how unhealthy the grass is.

Do you really want our beautiful earth to turn into a ugly earth? Well if not take care of our earth!

Bike Ride Memoir

My crash.

Burn. My arms, legs, quads and hands are burning. Ignore the pain, keep going don’t give up. Arms aching, legs pumping, face sweating and my heart is pounding. I lose my grip, I fly through the air and flop on the ground, panting. Next thing I know I'm in the hospital.

“My lips look like a balloon” I say to my mum, “it's okay sweetie” said mum. My face has dried blood on it, deep cuts, my two front teeth disappeared, sprained nose and a giant top lip,
Worst. Crash. Ever.

I get home with a sore everything, I get to the garage and try and find my bike. I can't find it. Two hours later, I find my bike and there are a bunch of scratches too. “ My bike is ruined” I say.

I dipped my foot in the crystal clear water, deciding if i wanted to go in. I grabbed my snorkel gear, ready to go to the rock pools. I slide in letting the water carry me over while i hope there are fish.

I hold my breath as i glide in the water, seeing seaweed and coral coloured fish. I sink down in the deep blue, patting a stingray.

I hold my breath and dive down and slide into a underwater cave, Then swimming with a clown fish but losing it. Holding my breath longer as i swim to the top then dive down again this time getting seaweed.

Bees

Bees

The head spins around for beautiful buttercups.

The thorax commands the wings to move.

The abdomen keeps the pollen and wax safe.

The wind is helping the bee to pollen paradise.

my special place

 Just before Muriwai beach past old abandoned cars, and the mountains of grass, the soft black sand and waves come into view. It’s here that the rocks - brown and grey - finally drop away and reveal the surf beach.

I enter the deep dark gloomy cave, i grip onto some slimy rocks, and start to walk along the rocks trying not to fall into the evil black water.

I grab as many rocks trying not to trip and hurt myself, i quickly run over and dump them down. I grab a piece of seaweed and cover it, i sprint over and grab some logs and twigs. I run as fast as i can so i don’t get caught by the gloominess.