Abi9

I desperately needed to pee. I didn't want anyone to know. I snuck out to the loo quietly. I shut the door quickly it creaked and I cheeked incase somebody had heard and peared at the toilet seat. Someone had peed on it! I brushed it away carefully and sat down. Finally! I had been busting.

I began my business. But what was that? The warmth on my leg! I looked down. I had missed the bowl! Not again! I thought. I remembered everyone sitting back in class. They'd tease me forever. 

I was born in Auckland, New Zealand, in 1970. When I was four we moved to Sumner, Christchurch. I was ten when my mum died of a heart attack. We found it hard because she did all the house work. Me and my younger brother had to do a lot more. My younger brother loved pulling aero planes apart but he did not know how to put them back to together, this was unfortunate for me because I had to put them back together. My hero has always been my dad because he makes aero planes. I use to make paper aero planes and have competition with my brother. He always won. That's when I decided to fly planes instead of making them.

When I was at high school I loved learning especially when it came to maths, English and building things. I got a lot of awards for my talent. I loved to give speaches andgot a lot of opputunities to do them. I was head boy. I was not shy instead a bit to talkative. I also would have loved to design planes.

When I left school I wanted to travel to Africa for a year. I started when I was eighteen. I went to Africa to help with the poor people. When I got back I went straight to university. While I was at university I worked at the local super market. I got fourteen doulars a week. My best friend worked with me. We hadlots of fun. While I was still working part time I got an apprenticeship. My apprenticeship was flying next to the pilot learning about the controls, what you need to check before you start and how to control an aero plane.

My life challenging moment was when I first got my apprenticeship and sat next to the pilot. Soon after that I had my first lesson on how to fly in 1981. This was my first time flying. My life changing moment was when I went scuba diving and realised that planes were not the fun tingsin the world. My dad is still my hero but is now more like a role model now.

 Currently I have been working for air line by taking people to Austrailia and back. I have meet a lot of people, I find these people very interesting indeed. I have got a wife called Susan. Susan is 34 years old. I also have two children called Carmen and Amelia. Carmen is six years old and Amelia is five. My goal for the future is to have a haooy none stresfull life.I would also like to travel the world.  

Literacy- To use personacation ,metorfors and diffrent sentences more in my written languge.

To use spech marks and question marks when needed.

Numeracy-To work on my six ,seven and eight times table.

Social-To answer more question in class time.

This term I am looking forward to folk dancing.

If you've walked for two hours in the scorching sun you'll know how I felt, walking through bush with the poisons Onga Onga in masses on each side. Tramping over rocks and horse poo. Nearing the end I felt like my legs were pieces of paper that have been soaked in water. My pack was as heavy as 1000 elephants. Through the gates every one was remarking about the smell. My friend and I are so used to the smell that we couldn't smell much. The smell was a horsy sort of smell.

I was hungry. I was pleased when I saw the scrumptious food. There were chocolate chip muffins with lumps of melted chocolate, muesli bars, wraps that would fill one hundred kings and sultans.

After that we got to pet the animals. My favorite were the dogs and ponies. The pony was called Abbey and the horse was called Robby. There were some very talented goats that would jump up at the fence for hugs. There were also some pigs as big as a horse. The lambs trotted up and down in their pen.

I was disappointed, like a sloth that had been teased by a parrot, when we had to leave. One last look at Abbey and Robbie, the ponies.

By Abi9