Here is my water scarcity writing. I did a day in the life of someone with a water shortage

     Water scarcity- a day in the life 

I wake up at six every morning sweating from the heat. I rush to the window and peer out hoping to see drops of rain slithering down.  But this never happens. I’m a ten year old girl, named Alisha and I have been barely surviving through this no water crisis. My family and I are desperate for water but we never get any.  

We spend our days anxious and nervous fearing that water will never come to our safety.

I sponge myself down with damp flannel, trying to get every bit of body odour, grime and dust off me. After I get dressed in shorts and a t-shirt I rush down to help mum with breakfast. It would be rice and maybe potatoes but since there's no water, we can’t cook the rice and boil the potatoes. So it’s just plain roti with chutney.

After breakfast mum rushes off to the massive lines where they collect water. I don’t go to school since my Dad is at work and my mum finds water so I’m in charge of my younger siblings. The water tank comes today to at least half fill our underground tanks. All I hear around outside is people blurting out “HEY! Thats my water”  

“OI  what did you do that for?” 

“ I was in the line first”

Honk honk! That’s the water truck. I rush out excitedly to help the man fill the underground tank up. 

“ Hello” said the man trying to be cheerful

“ Hello would you like some help” I replied.

“  Yes thank you” . I lead the man,whose name was Aditya, down to our basement where the underground tank lived. The tank wasn’t extremely big but it was big enough for a month and a half of water. The truck had a long floppy hose that stretched all the way to the tank. We finally got hooked up, then we turned the hose. The water gushed in at a rapid speed. We were done in no time. “Bye” said Aditya.

“Bye and thank you” I replied excitedly.

When my mother got back she looked as if  she got in a fight with a bull. She had grazes on her face, arms, knees and feet. There was dark brown splodges of mud splattered all over her. “Are you alright Mum? Would you like me to make dinner while you rest?”

I’m okay I guess, I got pushed around a lot By crowds of people trying to get water and it would be lovely if you made dinner”.

“Okay Mum”. I run into the kitchen start on potatoes, I try not to use too much of the water we had gotten today. 

Finally everyone is finished with dinner. At the end of the day I come to realise that I’m going to be fine. When night comes I do everything I can with very little water I have. I brush my teeth and rush to bed getting a little bit of reading in. Then soon I doze off to bed.

My cityscape art

Our i-movie By Georgia,Mahika,Jae-eun, Devyani and riha our filmer

for extended abstract on the reading sheet I did a food web the bottom pictures are what the sharks eat and the arrows show which shark eats what

Reading- we were reading a story called sharks and for one of our tasks we had to draw a map and show where NZ sharks travel throughout the year

My pepeha

Tēnā koutou katoa                  Greetings to you all 

No Aotearoa āhau        I am from NZ

Ko puketapapa te maunga             My mountain is Mt Roskill 

Ko Manukau te moana                     The Manukau is my sea

Ko Halsey Drive te Kura                     Halsey Drive is my school 

Kei Tuhina o mua Toku papa kainga        Lynfield is where I live now

Ko Ian Hamblyn tōku koro           My Grandfather is Ian Hamblyn

Ko Lorraine Hamblyn tōku kuia          My Grandmother is Lorraine Hamblyn

Ko Glenn hamblyn tōku Matua      My Father is Glenn Hamblyn 

Ko Lisa Hamblyn tōku whaea       My mother is Lisa Greenwood

Ko Ben Greenwood tōku Matua Keke     My uncle is Ben Greenwood

Ko Esther Greenwood tōku whaea Keke     My aunt is Esther Greenwood

Ko Zara rāua  ko Malachi Greenwood āku tuakana    My cousins are Zara and Malachi Greenwood

Ko Marshall rāua ko fletcher rāua ko Cameron Martin āku tuakana  My cousins are marshall and fletcher and Cameron Martin

Ko James Hamblyn āku tuakana  My older brothers/sisters is James hamblyn

Ko Noah rāua ko Mackenzie Hamblynāku teina  My younger brothers/sisters are Noah and Mackenzie Hamblyn

Ko Georgia Hamblyn tāku ingoa                   My name is Georgia Hamblyn

we had to make a water scarcity poster I did mine on pic collage enjoy!

we had to choose a fairy tale and write it on the bad guys perspective and make ourselves look nice. I had to highlight my goal which was using sophisticated vocabulary

 Hansel and Gretel 

Introduction

Hello, my name is Isabella Brokendreams -The spellbinder also known as the devilish witch in Hansel and Gretel. This wrongly told version makes me look mean and cruel.  Now I'm here to set the story straight.

Long ago, I lived in an old, run-down cottage, deep in the woods. I minded my own business and I lived happily. The outside of my wonderful dwelling was covered in appetising treats such as licorice, Cadbury chocolate, gummy candy and a whole lot of vanilla and a bit of chocolate icing. My house was made out of delectable gingerbread. The inside of my house is metal and rusty.  It is two storeys high and a bit wonky. 

One sunny day I was making some lunch when I heard the sound of munching and crunching outside my house. I scurried outside in a rush, to see two peckish children nibbling on my house!  I asked politely “Why have you come here? And why are you eating my house?” The scared, shy, little girl replied “We’re lost and hungry and when we saw your house, we thought we’d have a bite to cure our hunger.” 

“OH NO come in, come in, I’ll make some lunch,” I said in a hurry so I could make some delectable lunch for their starving stomachs. Then they rushed in for lunch.

I made them delicious sandwiches but they didn’t even ask if I wanted one before they devoured them all. When they finished, they wandered around while I unloaded the dishwasher and put the dirty dishes in. Then they crept upstairs on the creaky floorboards. They entered the room where I kept my hard-earned gold and goods. They thought I had stolen it! I felt like a raging lion!! How dare they snoop around without my permission. I was upset that the kids got away with it. I could tell on Hansel’s smug face something was going to happen.   

After a while, I went and made some cookies with Gretel.  I asked Gretel to get out the choco chips, butter, milk, eggs, and sugar, then we got started. Finally, we got the batter into the oven, after all Gretel's whining. Whilst they were cooking, I played sports outside with the children. But Hansel and Gretel played very unfairly and never passed the ball to me, so I said boredly “Inside children, we can now eat the cookies after Gretel and I check them”. 

We leaned inside the oven just to see how the cookies were going and then we got them out. When I went to turn the oven off, suddenly… Gretel pushed one arm in and one of my legs tumbled in after. “AHHHHHH AHHHHH”  I shrieked in excruciating pain. The pain felt like jumping into a pool of lava. I dashed to the sink like there was no tomorrow. I turned the cold tap on full bore to soothe the aching pain. When I looked at where my foot and my hand were supposed to be, there was nothing!  I thought I was going to faint at the sight. It was a very clean-cut, it was like a professional chef cutting up vegetables.

After a while of cooling down, I still felt the burning that chopped off my foot. I cried out, “Hansel, Gretel come and help me please”. There was no response and they were nowhere to be seen. Then suddenly I saw them out the window, cackling like witches, with their pockets filled to the brim with my gold. Some of it was leaking out like water coming from a leak in a tap. I was shocked. Then they saw me, I shot a nasty glare at them. They blasted off far into the forest. I hoped I wouldn’t see those cruel children wandering around my house again unless they were coming to apologise. 

I quickly reached out with my short, stumpy arm for the phone to call 111. I only barely got it. I called immediately and the ambulance came in no time. I was heaved up onto the patient's bed (the one with wheels) and they carefully rose me up and into the vehicle. That was the worst thing that I had ever experienced.

So now you know that I’m a nice witch and the two gruesome children are the mean ones. Go and share my story around the world and make people see the real side of the story.