Day: March 29, 2022

Euphrasie Barbier, The woman who helped the Marginalized

Euphrasie Barbier was the passionate and courageous woman who founded the Sisters of Our Lady of the Missions. When she was still alive, she helped and supported many people who were marginalized. She was a very inspirational woman who was a Mother Figure to many people. She was also a strong and independent woman who treated everyone fairly and with equity. Euphrasie was a great role model to many people. She traveled around the world giving supplies to everyone in need. Euphrasie Barbier also  founded many schools in New Zealand.

 

 

Peter’s Perspective of the Journey

Peter’s Perspective of the Journey.

Over the past couple of days, Room 8 has been learning about a book called the Treasure Box. One of our activities about the book was a freeze frame. We had to make 2 freeze frames which were about “trudging along” and “huddling close at night”. During those freeze frames, Mrs George asked us questions about what our emotions were at the time. We then took those emotions and made a list. Using that list, we made a short story about the perspective of Peter, the main character of the story, in just 15 minutes. The story is about Peter and his Dad, along with other townsfolk, fleeing town after the enemies bombed the library.  Here’s the story now. 

 

“We’ve been walking for almost 4 hours now, when it is gonna end!. My entire body feels sore And my feet are bleeding, all this heavy luggage isn’t helping either. Everyone in the group is terrified and uncomfortable from walking with so much luggage. Some people have passed out from exhaustion. Us people at the back don’t even know where we’re going, we just have to hope that the people at the front know what they’re doing.

 

It’s extremely cold today and the rain isn’t exactly doing us a favour. All the smoke in the air has blocked out the sun. Most people have given up hope that they’re ever gonna be saved, but still continue to trudge along. My hands are sore from carrying so much luggage and my spine feels like it’s going to snap in half. Right now, our only hope for survival is to find some sort of shelter in a refugee camp or something”.

My Hair

My teacher Mrs George asked the class to describe our hair without saying the word hair, so here’s my description

 

A modest amount of thinly cut, jet-black that is rough, sharp and pointed, sometimes a little diminished and scarce but always inky black like obsidian.