Print making + reflection.

Tools - you will need 'em all....

- a pair of scissors ( optional, for cutting the polystyrene ).

- a pencil ( for outlining the stamp ). 

- a black and white paper ( printed ) photo of you facing towards the camera.

- printing ink ( any colour ).

- an A4 piece of paper, coloured or white.

- two rollers, one for pressing the paper down, the other for rolling the ink onto the stamp.

- a polystyrene tray, a washed one from the supermarket will do. 

- a bit of tape, to stick down the photo.

- a few days

- patience!

To create your stamp.

You need the black 'n' white photo to start, stick it ( with tape ) onto the polystyrene tray. Outline yourself in the photo with a pencil. Pierce the lighter bits on you ( in the photo ) softly with various things, rulers, flat erasers, etc. To put some dept into it so the lighter bits don't come up on the print. Sometime later, take off the photo, laying some printing ink onto the tray. Roll it out with one of the rollers to even it out. Place the piece of paper on, rolling it down with the other roller. Peel the paper off in some time, leaving it to dry for about three days.

I don't really like the print I did since it has barely any detail, not clean, bold, trimmed. The first one I like only because of the colour. 

I would change almost everything, it's pink and not really good enough around the eyes, I should've left  

Everything else in the photo on.

Big and bigger story starter.

Shawn flouted up, how high would he go? A thought settled. "All your fault!" Shouted Steve suddenly, trying to flail his sausage arms around in the air, his face as red as a ripe tomato, with his giant double chin forming into four. 

  "Not going to work, Pig face." Shawn replied, as Steve struggled more, not noticing his emergency Swiss army pocket knife, ( which was used for cutting chicken nuggets, the only use for Steve so far ) was pushing into his inflated sausage leg. 

Steve cried, " Mummy! I need you!" As he flailed around more, slowly moving around like a huge blimp, turning around gracefully onto his side, having his small, pig legs poke out quite hilariously.

Shawn laughed, not taking notice of a figure coming their way. Shawn tried to find a way of getting down, failing to do so though.

There was a hissing noise, but not heard over the large roaring sound in the distance. A Chicken nugget airlines express plane was on their trail, a large pop was heard in the distance a few moments later. Filling the air with a stench of half eaten chicken, floating up to high above the sky. A few birds dropped dead from the sky onto the road, because of the change of wind.

A peaceful afternoon later, with nice red sky and dead birds on the ground. A party was going on indoors, since the angry cloud of gas was still stirring up a storm of stink. The kids in the neighbourhood were having a disco celebration to celebrate Steve and shawn are gone for good, not caring about the unpleasant smell that will possibly last for a couple of days. Toasting  a cup of orange juice, and a few chicken nuggets with tomato sauce. Mailed directly from the dodgy Chicken nugget airlines, who popped two fat 'weather balloons' on the way over there. 

Swimming self assessment. Term 1, 2015

Self Assessment Goals Reflection.

The night before Chrismas

'Twas the hour before Christmas, and all through the mansion,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a slug.
The socks were hung by the computer desk with care,
In hopes that St. Bob soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their chairs,
While visions of sugar-hashbrowns danced in their hands.
And daughter in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the couch to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
died open the shutters, and lived up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow,
Gave the luster of mid-millennium to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear?
But a crazy giraffe, and eight tiny turtles.

With a little old driver, so lively and fat,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Bob.
More rapid than lionesses his turtles they came,
And he whistled, and jumped, and called them by name;

"Now, Dasher! Now, Sam! Now, Phone and Vixen!
On, Guy! On Leopard! On, Hat and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! To the top of the taxi!
Now lie away! Lie away! Lie away all!"

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof,
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the computer desk St. Bob came with a bound.

His eyes -- how they plummeted! His dimples, how hairy!
His wrists were like lions, his neck like a cheese!

He spoke not a word but went straight to his work,
And filled all the socks, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his collar bone aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the computer desk he rose.

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a shrill,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight,
"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good hour!"

SONG TITLE: Frosty the chicken-Man

Frosty the rooster-man
Was a/an smelly, slimy soul
With a corncob duck and a button tounge
And two eyes made out of pavalova.
Frosty the chicken-man was a/an bright tale, they say.
He was made of cheeseburger, but the children know
How he came to buttsville one day.
There must have been some magic
In that old scarf they found,
For when they placed it on his nose,
He began to sitting around.
Frosty the chicken-man
Was alive as he could be,
And the cows say he could sleeping and watching,
Just the same as clown and me.

My Banjello instrument explanation

My BanJello, I'm not bragging about how it makes horrible noise. I am bragging about how it works to make sound though.
First of all, when a string is plucked, struck or hit, the string vibrates and waves push into the hollow body, making the waves bounce off the sides of it, which creates louder waves. The waves vibrate out of the cavity, which ring around as sound.

To make the sound higher or lower, simply create the string shorter by putting a finger on a part of the string down the neck. The more down the neck, the higher the note. Then pluck it to create the higher sound.