tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70346312597356392682024-03-13T09:28:50.458-07:00Erich Wyne @ Saint Patrick's SchoolI am a Year 7 student at Saint Patrick’s School in Auckland, New Zealand. I am in Room 8 and my teacher is Ms George.
SPS Blogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10788694947640842842noreply@blogger.comBlogger76125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-8487804936089418752022-02-28T18:26:00.004-08:002022-02-28T18:26:54.527-08:00I am still blogging … <p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiuA4eVrkX18sU9zguppJEBvls94vhO1vpEgaXJHLG0QCPMG6qSh4jYDHijetbXSsdGMovaOwmCnUda4abT-ELaqK65Mvmvk9hRHbECvePX5E_Tu5SUR3GsKiyoNCCRklqY2IXfxJgfzjYZyMLsvuxPwtDYEdtqJdX_8RiXd1piaV67J7-7-MUFtmmOlA=s1017" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1014" data-original-width="1017" height="185" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiuA4eVrkX18sU9zguppJEBvls94vhO1vpEgaXJHLG0QCPMG6qSh4jYDHijetbXSsdGMovaOwmCnUda4abT-ELaqK65Mvmvk9hRHbECvePX5E_Tu5SUR3GsKiyoNCCRklqY2IXfxJgfzjYZyMLsvuxPwtDYEdtqJdX_8RiXd1piaV67J7-7-MUFtmmOlA=w185-h185" width="185" /></a></div> <span id="docs-internal-guid-93eb227f-7fff-035b-0e7b-1c88afa55c4d"><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #434343; font-family: Arial; font-size: 18pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I am still blogging … </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #434343; font-family: Arial; font-size: 30pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">but I’ve moved.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><a href="https://spserichwyneg.edublogs.org" style="text-decoration-line: none;"><span style="color: #1155cc; font-family: Arial; font-size: 36pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; text-decoration-line: underline; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Click here</span></a></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #434343; font-family: Arial; font-size: 18pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">to visit my new blog</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">and see the next stage of my learning journey.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.656; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Comments are closed here. Please comment on my new blog.</span></p><div><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><div><p></p></div></div>
SPS Blogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10788694947640842842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-50648204292602359042021-12-15T14:38:00.003-08:002021-12-15T14:38:15.571-08:00Summer poem(SLJ)-By Erich Wyne<p><img src="https://docs.google.com/drawings/d/e/2PACX-1vQOWi6bZqFAG_OYi-TgnEVYvlzEC3gDfO5OwSLrZGknOd5XuaN8cmHPXuUPhxrTss6FNRTeWIv6TLns/pub?w=480&h=360" /> This poem is part of my song. Yes I write songs. And sometimes I make my song into poem, isn't it fun! </p>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-84650802869729198332021-12-09T12:00:00.002-08:002021-12-11T16:25:33.250-08:00the story of two children's conversation<p> There were two sibling that want to decorate the christmas tree, so they ask their parent to decorate the tree.” hey dad and mom can we decorate the christmas tree. `` sure ill will get the whole christmas tree decoration”</p><p>Later that night the 2 siblings fought about the star while designing the tree. “ hey you know what I know how to stop the fight”</p><p>“How?”</p><p>“ we can tie our kids with christmas light, and put some tape in mouth”</p><p>“ I mean we can just tell them to stop if not we can you your idea okay”</p><p>Okay”</p><p>“ hey guys, can you stop fighting? can you say sorry to each other”</p><p>they both said “ no”</p><p>“ can I use your idea” Sure I told you they won't stop”</p><p><br /></p><p>then they did the idaea</p><p>and they took a picture and laughed.</p><p>and they Untied the kis and said Your grounded, no gift for you for christmas </p><div><br /></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-77979769756158133932021-12-05T16:59:00.007-08:002021-12-05T17:02:18.916-08:00Santa reindeer conversation <p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i> </i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i>“ hey prancer and rudolph look at those beautiful insane views at all times in this city . and look at how beautiful as the bright light is ” Donner said</i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i>“ Yeah donner, it's very beautiful, and look at those people who are having fun”</i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i>“ yeah those thing we see and hear or feel, is amazing, is like joy and happiness” said rudolph</i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i>“ I like this place, You know I love london” said dasher </i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i>“ ahh dasher this is not London this is New Zealand, if we are in london they have snow, so in New Zealand its summer so no snow. So stop ruin the christmas joy!” said rudolph </i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i>“ you know we already past london, besides your only staring at nowhere dasher and you are weird” said Prancer</i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i>“oh, but wait Why Are they wearing or covering a thing in people mouth ” said dasher</i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i>“ You know it’s covid 18 right? So stop acting like you don't it” Blitzen said</i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i>“ ah ah Blitzen you are way to much watching filipino movie” cupid said</i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i>“ HO HO HO My reindeer just be peace and quiet while we enjoy giving magical gift to the kids” Santa said</i></b></span></p><div><br /></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-55669372314746670022021-12-01T18:46:00.002-08:002021-12-01T18:46:19.838-08:00Art coloring Book( NASA EDition)-Erich Wyne Gaba<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgTforxMvWD_qaeUL1nMpw3j1SshZOQ0DAQQlp9TE9vds6PL9hZrY6psDnGE9paIEbaXZKeD-0RU6UKH07A7pYYXSvw0Z2FgSZP2ygQAD5IzCpSHSZ1hGgYQ_3e_eZ7-1vXJzlLPNEmxbIYDvFqC1Uxb2TrKAeYEMpKgv3Do-PrM4iUgwerXQLEYXeq=s543" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="543" data-original-width="539" height="263" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgTforxMvWD_qaeUL1nMpw3j1SshZOQ0DAQQlp9TE9vds6PL9hZrY6psDnGE9paIEbaXZKeD-0RU6UKH07A7pYYXSvw0Z2FgSZP2ygQAD5IzCpSHSZ1hGgYQ_3e_eZ7-1vXJzlLPNEmxbIYDvFqC1Uxb2TrKAeYEMpKgv3Do-PrM4iUgwerXQLEYXeq=w261-h263" width="261" /></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgTforxMvWD_qaeUL1nMpw3j1SshZOQ0DAQQlp9TE9vds6PL9hZrY6psDnGE9paIEbaXZKeD-0RU6UKH07A7pYYXSvw0Z2FgSZP2ygQAD5IzCpSHSZ1hGgYQ_3e_eZ7-1vXJzlLPNEmxbIYDvFqC1Uxb2TrKAeYEMpKgv3Do-PrM4iUgwerXQLEYXeq=s543" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgGMqJO1MlSm87D6lv1HZzJLG06OQfJr6AdXKiBeUY1s7IuSQ64OlYQS-42MYk3BOqEW_r5puUFw3P85ZB4Vb0fWE99W2megVmIcMHwzh5pYy9aRDUBj0JwoXDt9xWjn9hWuNazs1MtjKCX3BRRgl_YVP4ecRcmQX7HlJZ3zBnuqdZB5VfWlZjozKgU=s789" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="539" data-original-width="789" height="219" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgGMqJO1MlSm87D6lv1HZzJLG06OQfJr6AdXKiBeUY1s7IuSQ64OlYQS-42MYk3BOqEW_r5puUFw3P85ZB4Vb0fWE99W2megVmIcMHwzh5pYy9aRDUBj0JwoXDt9xWjn9hWuNazs1MtjKCX3BRRgl_YVP4ecRcmQX7HlJZ3zBnuqdZB5VfWlZjozKgU=s320" width="320" /></a></div></div><br /> <span style="font-size: large;">If I were an astronaut, looking at the window and seeing the earth planet, I would be very amazed. <3 </span><p></p>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-10155409684916319322021-12-01T18:00:00.000-08:002021-12-01T18:00:02.777-08:00Art Coloring Book- Erich Wyne<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgc5uHnFrtI2Pck60cmATDUZJOAN7xMaZRFlV2cTr5KkuBdMH-pTl-lUp9WHNw1uvV8ODn6T3EDAkaHyijuIC9sf1HY3FvFKfR8uNmizCQPHb9glAL1WwSvwX8ZXD_3_PT6T__VCow6u6b9P_ULafpLvCUcDqkIUEX_gou8FMBnc-_W-3r15tpGNH2j=s682" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="360" data-original-width="682" height="282" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgc5uHnFrtI2Pck60cmATDUZJOAN7xMaZRFlV2cTr5KkuBdMH-pTl-lUp9WHNw1uvV8ODn6T3EDAkaHyijuIC9sf1HY3FvFKfR8uNmizCQPHb9glAL1WwSvwX8ZXD_3_PT6T__VCow6u6b9P_ULafpLvCUcDqkIUEX_gou8FMBnc-_W-3r15tpGNH2j=w477-h282" width="477" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-77062668107193308772021-11-28T17:04:00.006-08:002021-11-28T17:21:28.826-08:00 funny Giraffe Conversation- Erich Wyne Gaba<p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i> “hey sis what you doin” </i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i> </i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i>“ well I’m staring at that thing over there”</i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i>“ oh well what thing ”</i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i>“I do not know “</i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i>“ You don't know ? Seriously, you look a little bit strange or should I say weird”</i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i>“ nah i'm just trying be funny”</i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i>You think you're funny and you're staring somewhere nowhere? I don't know ” </i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i>“ fine I'll tell you I'm looking at that strange big thing with the tire in the back”</i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i>“ That is a blue ford bronco car idiot!</i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i>Oh Well it looks different!</i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i> Every car is different Idiot!</i></b></span><b style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><i>”</i></b></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i>“ oh oh that why is ugly”</i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><b>“ hey don't Judge their book by its cover mate, and your gonna get in trouble by mom and dad. ” </b></i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i>“ umm pretend you didn't hear anything or that thing That I just did said”</i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></p><div><br /></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-83026461504538913402021-11-23T13:04:00.003-08:002021-11-23T13:09:12.892-08:00Would you rather_ By Erich Gaba<p><b><i><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">If you had the opportunity to live another person's life who would it be?</span></i></b></p><p><b><i><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p><i><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b>I would rather be just myself and my identity, as I do not want to live in other people's lives , and being just myself is insane and fun and beautiful to see in my own mirror, besides if I choose to be that person, it’s destroyed their personality so either does mine, being myself makes me feel being just me </b></span></i></p><p><b><i><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">since I am myself having fun with my identity and my personality. So you see I don't want to be in others peoples lives, I wants just to be myself and be who I am. </span></i></b></p><div><br /></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-56978633568674717562021-11-16T15:55:00.007-08:002021-11-16T15:55:56.416-08:00Would you rather =( part 14)<p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i> Choosing between living in a cave house or in a treehouse, I definitely would rather choose to live in a beautiful treehouse. Imagine that there are beautiful and insane views surrounding you. Living in a treehouse would be safer than living in a cave where it can be a little scary. Sometimes you can’t choose where we desire to live, but living in a cave would be crazy and cool. Whatever or however it looks is fine for me, so I would rather choose a cave. Living in a cave would be awesome. </i></b></span></p>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-21292085955913641122021-11-15T16:57:00.002-08:002021-11-15T16:58:13.214-08:00Would you rather? ( part 13<p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> If I have to choose between two interesting and wonderful alternative options . I would rather choose to have a jetpack as they fly through the sky and see beautiful view from below, If I choose to have a life size a robot since they look creepy and sometimes they over attack, and sometimes they runs out of buttery.</span></p>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-79657990427883346782021-11-06T14:27:00.004-07:002021-11-06T14:27:28.457-07:00My prayer-by Erich Wyne<p> </p><img src="https://docs.google.com/drawings/d/e/2PACX-1vQioh885Is6dN9LksPLb1HRATdCmHF43D-J4l0myza2Mnsda8QaKoz8ac7OE-VIwuCqmg4bhyXjXU-m/pub?w=666&h=350">Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-61474239033263125332021-11-02T16:12:00.000-07:002021-11-02T16:12:40.938-07:00would you rather (part 12)<p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i> If I had to choose between being invisible or being able to fly... Well both of them are interesting options! I would rather be able to choose both! Imagine if you are being attacked by a stranger, you'd be invisible, and you would also be able to fly away. Being invisible is like you disappear and fly away, flying as high as you can. I know these abilities are really awesome and I would feel very lucky to have these abilities in real life!</i></b></span></p>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-19120453602234623052021-11-01T17:03:00.001-07:002021-11-01T17:05:20.096-07:00would you rather.,.,....?(part 11)<p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> If I have to choose between being a singer or a dancer , </span><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">I</span><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"> </span><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">would rather be a singer. Imagine if this would happen in real life if I sang confidently in front of many people on stage. Singing with many people is my dream too. Maybe I will be a famous singer one day. The point is dancing is not really my thing. Singing makes me comfortable and feel happy. Singing helps me to be the person I really want to be. Singing is the <br /> part of my personality. It is peaceful and sometimes it helps me to get out of my stress and my fears. </span></p><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh0YxeCKcFBnC1MgY8cx5ObmVGQSQqItJ06GGfcfxy0BaGeXYZRHAIksCByOp-fQk4rfaNEIKOVYz9H6zzn6B2G5DO-pdPOxLCbkix7ywGhHKfaN3aTexY3MXylJfZMB-Ib6sBU0UObWzH_RaohXlHj2Grso32ICUzUxvBiEJiSlA9_e8R6xP4uURn7=s612" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="372" data-original-width="612" height="195" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh0YxeCKcFBnC1MgY8cx5ObmVGQSQqItJ06GGfcfxy0BaGeXYZRHAIksCByOp-fQk4rfaNEIKOVYz9H6zzn6B2G5DO-pdPOxLCbkix7ywGhHKfaN3aTexY3MXylJfZMB-Ib6sBU0UObWzH_RaohXlHj2Grso32ICUzUxvBiEJiSlA9_e8R6xP4uURn7=s320" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-29883265356787111432021-11-01T12:41:00.002-07:002021-11-01T13:13:42.862-07:00would you rather...? (part10)<p><i><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b> I would rather spend my holiday at the beach in New Zealand imagine you can watch a sunset or go for a swim I can also write a song or lyrics about what I can experiences the time on a beach . Going overseas is an amazing choice so I can go to the beautiful places in the Philippines , but it's pandemic so I cannot travel overseas,besides and plus it's too dangerous to go overseas during this pandemic. It is very really hard for my family and friends to travel overseas, so I would rather stay and have fun on New Zealand beaches.</b></span></i></p>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-55156489087906472012021-10-30T01:07:00.004-07:002021-10-30T01:07:59.385-07:00Biography About Christiaan Bernard( By Erich Wyne<p> </p><img src="https://docs.google.com/drawings/d/e/2PACX-1vR1WZy7idYck0BrLtUpIklDAduN8W9jhUKKut0a4G2qYdVV06u29uy4kkBmvKDKRWquPHPF756I2d6d/pub?w=480&h=360">Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-24379262417310455872021-10-28T23:13:00.004-07:002021-10-28T23:13:18.557-07:00Would you rather?(part9)<p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><b><i> I would rather have a wand with magic as I think it is easier to use. When you use your magic with a wand it would be wonderful. Imagine that this would happen in real life and if you have something important to do you could just use a wand to make magic. But, if I do have the choice to make magic with my hand? That would be great too, but I think it would be harder than you think. Actually, I would rather choose both!</i></b></span></p><div><br /></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-60037857622837711762021-10-27T18:08:00.004-07:002021-10-27T18:08:57.493-07:00Would you rather.?(part 8)<h4 style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i> If I had to choose between being a heroic lead of the story or being a villain, I would rather choose to be a heroic lead. Imagine if being a heroic lead would be a hero that would save the world and show the villain how brave being a hero was. Being a villain is bad, the villain thinks that they are strong and powerful enough to destroy the world or even the super heros. The villains are always dangerous, and rude, plus The villains can also ruin things to people even though it's not theirs .</i></span></h4><div><br /></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-68750805403605781232021-10-27T13:10:00.003-07:002021-10-27T13:10:28.326-07:00Would you rather....? (part 7)<p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> If I have to choose between teleporting into a video game or to your favorite tv show/movies. I would Rather teleport straight into my favorite action movie so I can explore to be my favorite character and to see what’s like in the behind the scenes, so I know what it's like to be an actor. My favorite action movies are fast and furious franchises. But If I choose to rather teleport straight to video game It would be not easy. Imagine if you’re being controlled by the player is hard, but if not then it's easier to play.</span></p>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-37138257165817286872021-10-25T16:57:00.007-07:002021-10-27T13:19:12.550-07:00would you rather?(part 6)<div style="text-align: left;"><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br />I would rather be stranded on a desert island. Imagine if you were stuck on an island! I would find somewhere safe to stay. I would use trees to build a shelter. I would also find fresh water on the island. I would watch the gorgeous views of the sunset and write songs about my experiences of my time on the island. I would find food to eat.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"> If I choose to be stranded in a deep forest, I would be very scared especially at night because of the dark and the wild animals with their scary noises. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgLOWmh48wZnPpBe4Qs5O6pAN7vXfClKp_PBKV_gmWWvXm73qnKZIYtUd05-zgw7eCJ7lX-D-Az9hrDkwYGmGhxcWTE88NSGGcy4iVR9w4IOKDHGinpNRALCWI9q37yb1dIT6fK59Y7zcbYutXhhdxaVFXjFDKgk5aDvjXWwnFOmtF2jyGq2ZJY75ax=s114" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="86" data-original-width="114" height="242" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgLOWmh48wZnPpBe4Qs5O6pAN7vXfClKp_PBKV_gmWWvXm73qnKZIYtUd05-zgw7eCJ7lX-D-Az9hrDkwYGmGhxcWTE88NSGGcy4iVR9w4IOKDHGinpNRALCWI9q37yb1dIT6fK59Y7zcbYutXhhdxaVFXjFDKgk5aDvjXWwnFOmtF2jyGq2ZJY75ax=w320-h242" width="320" /></a></div></span></div><div><br /></div></div><div><br /></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-39126267209527064802021-10-21T15:20:00.016-07:002021-10-21T15:40:00.998-07:00would you rather...? (part5)<p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b><i> If I had to choose between having wings to fly or gills to breathe underwater I would choose to breathe underwater so I can explore or see the beautiful animals below. If I chose wings to fly it would be good too because I love the sky. Maybe I will choose both! </i></b></span></p><div><br /></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-35455647452413335072021-10-20T14:55:00.003-07:002021-10-21T15:40:53.363-07:00Would you rather....?( part 4)<p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b> If I had to choose between stopping time or going back in time, I'd rather go back in time so I can see what it's like in the past. See what the Philippines look like. See how or what happens to my family and see what my grandparents look like.</b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgGHuOgyI2SRd8l4WsQ9ikMh8f3dcdDTAri2vFxUeQ8WiZayMM7BagdzcOrfrPBcJ2jnVysR6S9A8GV7psiZzCF_ci2TAaK6lMub1oodBvjfF01GEgzK1VTdFgrw0TH9V4CCIlvgbZh9CX-uh4a1pjtN1riNqLIdmat78msQ_toXcE_42Rn3M-6Tuku=s300" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="168" data-original-width="300" height="184" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgGHuOgyI2SRd8l4WsQ9ikMh8f3dcdDTAri2vFxUeQ8WiZayMM7BagdzcOrfrPBcJ2jnVysR6S9A8GV7psiZzCF_ci2TAaK6lMub1oodBvjfF01GEgzK1VTdFgrw0TH9V4CCIlvgbZh9CX-uh4a1pjtN1riNqLIdmat78msQ_toXcE_42Rn3M-6Tuku=w329-h184" width="329" /></a></b></span></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span><p></p>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-25236230099892972342021-10-19T16:36:00.005-07:002021-10-19T17:17:03.638-07:00Would you Rather......? ( part 3)<p><span style="font-family: georgia;"> </span></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><i><b>I would rather read other people's minds so I can understand what the deaf people are thinking or saying, but If I choose talking to animals that would be great too. Sometimes it's not great because you could hear insects from below and flies from high above. </b></i></span></p><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-36146445701695246112021-10-18T15:47:00.006-07:002021-10-18T15:48:57.713-07:00Would you rather? (part 2)<p> </p><img src="https://docs.google.com/drawings/d/e/2PACX-1vRGhNk7Aj7H23Ms2W42iZ4I_MvtrT6XC6psfEaVHHFjSODH-I0PtXifBw4T__nLW7mXu5qW18LmXrRv/pub?w=480&h=360">Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-29244159224053876262021-10-17T15:35:00.002-07:002021-10-17T15:35:09.212-07:00 I would rather slide down a rainbow than jump on a cloud.<p> </p> <img height="390" src="https://docs.google.com/drawings/d/e/2PACX-1vQf1Q3aHroM8qkQEQ36D5WHAADyEMb1IXLGfSlpKLgT8VAqwqce584BW7lhKCgy_9awQJ-0BhTx5XVj/pub?w=480&h=360" width="519" />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034631259735639268.post-12108436077407690972021-09-30T12:41:00.003-07:002021-09-30T12:42:11.123-07:006 Words in 1 Life<iframe allowfullscreen="true" frameborder="0" height="299" mozallowfullscreen="true" src="https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/e/2PACX-1vQXXWeBGeavpGt3tuwURZT8yyy_0qRmztpbkbWZIA5SP0ovMcR7x51mzN1MGi8ga9Cv3qUxbxi-CaG3/embed?start=false&loop=false&delayms=2000" webkitallowfullscreen="true" width="480"></iframe> This slide has so many word that has 6 word in 1 life.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0