Jeremy

__//**Hello everybody!** //____//**Here you will find all my work** //____// **and stuff I've done during the year.** //__

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 * ==Friday 7 December 2012==

Boy in striped pyjamas venn diagram
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 * Friday 23 November

Pavel wordle
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 * Wednesday 24 October

W.A.L.T to know what a machine is.
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 * Thursday 14 September

W.A.L.T use the range of special language in my writing.
|| BOOM!All of a sudden an atom bomb hit earth like a meteorite and I died.I woke up in a strange world with a lot of space...but not what you're standing on.I woke up standing on a pile of gravel that was floating in the air and saw a peculiar sign that said,welcome to the sky grid...The most dangerous place not on earth.I looked down and said to the sign,(not caring about what I'm talking to) "Your right,how am I supposed to move around""Well"I imagined the sign was saying "You have to jump from material to material and the only way to get out of this place is to swim down those lava streams randomly falling from the sky find diamond for a pickaxe then find gold for a gold sword go down to the very bottom of the world(there is no bottom of the world so you shall have to think wisely)Walk the invisible path and you shall come to a cave,then kill all the exploding monsters inside and then mine bedrock(which is impossible to mine)and underneath you'll find the portal back home." ||
 * ==The scattered world==
 * Wednesday 15 August ||
 * ==W.A.L.T to explain tidy numbers using jing==

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|| ZZZ!ZZZ!Yay!I remember dreaming of having an over-excited,action-packed,hilariously-happy 4th birthday!Wait a minute...This isn’t a dream...I really am in Holland...there’s balloons everywhere...So that means... Surprise!Out of nowhere,Grandpa,Grandma,Mum and Dad popped up behind towering shelfs and limosine couches.My legs suddenly turned to jelly as they wobbled with excitement.The first rays of sunlight reached Grandma and Grandpa’s apartment. “OK!Time for breakfast!”Grandma’s Granny voice shrieked.MMMM!My tummy rumbled at the very sight of Grandma’s famous chocolate-chip pancakes.I wathed as Dad ate like a horse. At lunch Grandad dolloped up some carrot cake. “Well,not my favorite but it’ll do.”I managed to take a mammoth bite.WOW!This carrot cake sure is one of the extra crunchy foods of the world. After lunch the two oldies led us to the busy subway.Dad pointed to the bullet-train. “That’s the train we’re going into”explained my Dad.Could that’ve won the world style competition?Well,of course it could,ve won it.Maybe even that championships world final.We stumbled aboard.ZOOOOOOOOM!!!EEEEEEEEK!!!!SCREEEEECH!!!!The bullet train was there in a flash.My head was spinning wildly so we hopped off.We ended up in a place called Belgium and Granny and Grandpa led me to the Tintin shop.”boy,what a lot of Tintin books”It got a little bit boring so we left for Holland again.ZOOOOOOOM!!!EEEEEEEEEK!!!!SCREEEEEECH!!!!Back in holland in a jiffy.We took the double-decker bus home.At night,I was upset...Big-time.Imagine leaving a country that you spent so much time there and had so much fun.I threw a tantrum.BOOHOOHOO! ||
 * Thursday 25 July ||
 * ==W.A.L.T to use personification and metaphors.==
 * ==Saturday 14 July== ||
 * ==W.A.L.T to use personification and metaphors==

The Takeover
"SHHHHH!",Bently quietly screamed to Sly and Murray.Bently is a tortoise in a wheelchair that has sleep darts,boosters,two sets of afterburners,and timebombs and all those gizmos fitted into one wheelchair.Bently is the brains of the gang.On the other hand,Sly was an agile, sneaky,cheeky and according to his name he was also sly fox and he is the thief of the gang.Last is murray.He is a strong hippo who likes breaking stuff.Murray is the brawn.They all made a team together who got on well with each other. "OK",Bently started "We have to subtract numbers in this bar" "one thing"Asked Murray "I don't understand all that math talk" ,"Well...er...we need to put these bad...uh...dudes in this bar to...uh..um...justice"Bently explained to murray. "Now I get it."Murray cheered in excitement ."This is going to be fun!"The gang all got angry besides Bently,he didn't know how to get angry"All you have to do Murray started "Is find the bomb,find the fuse,light and the let it rip!"The gang scurried into the bar and they looked angry as rhino!"Ok!Let's get to it!"Bently said angrily.The people in the bar were mice against the angriness of the gang.Murray just fought like a wrestler.But Sly fought like a swashbuckler and Bently fought like a secret agent "There we go,that's put those...uh...naughty...er...scared bad dudes playing the harp!" || Squish,squash,gloup,glop.I closed my eyes,counted to ten.No,this wasn't a dreadful dream.It was a notorious,nasty,nightmare. "Oh why?Oh why?Oh why did I get myself into this messy,mess?",I was at Grandpa's at dinner time.No problems at all.But THIS time he had served me something hairy,something,ten times the size of the plate,something that smelt like the rubbish dump,something that at one stage was...Alive!It was an enormous, hairy,fat,Turantula with mashed brussels sprouts soup and a topping of spaghetti and baked bean sauce on top.I wanted to spew,I wanted to vomit but the tarantula's beady eyes were like a hammer and chisel drilling into mine.It was so scary that I started to get chicken skin.(you know when you skin a chicken what it looks like?That's chicken skin"Grandpa,do you really expect me to eat this?I asked Grandpa."yes I do!""All of it?"I asked,"hopefully not."I thought"All of it!"Grandpa shouted back strictly.I gulped.It was too heavy and big to sneak it away.Grandpa was a very suspicious person so there was only one thing to do...  EAT IT!I stared straight at the disgusting rubbish dump that was sitting in front of me for a few full minutes until...I took a bite.Uegghhhhhhghhghghg!!!"Don't forget to eat around the venom."Grandpa warned worryingly .Wow!Luckily I spat the food out else I would've been dead, meat.Phew!I gave out a deep sigh-now that was close."You know what Grandson,I'm proud of you for eating up,now we can go onto desert! "Explained Grandpa.Grandpa carred out something yellow,something cold,something slimy...The disgusting desert sky,dived into my bowl."Oh no not custard!" || media type="custom" key="18604844" || "If you inform me that my burping is rude one more time I'm going to light the fuse."Did you know that 100% of people over 1 month old have experienced burping before?So why do people think that burping is terribly rude.After all everyone burps. Why does everyone do a burp you ask?Well in short it's because it's natural.Now natural means it happens automatically and you can't stop it from happening so nobody should get extremely mad at someone for doing a loud burp.And if you ask a brain box why it isn't rude.He'll probably say to you  "It's not rude because it happens when when you swallow a large amount of food or drink along with a large amount of air and then BURP! so in other words if you burp,it could mean that you're a good eater.Just don't eat smelly stuff and then burp because there could be a bad smell in your gas. Anyway do you even know how much we burp?I know That I burp a-lot but The average person will burp at least once or twice a week but not everyone burps as much as that.Although some people can burp on purpose and that is extreeeemely rude.It can also get extreeeemely annoying. So whatever you do. Don't burp on purpose! But can you imagine how hard it would be to do a burp on purpose if you don't know how to?Now that would be hard. But,things get weirder here.In some countries such as Japan, Arabia, Italy and France it is actually polite to burp .For example if you're at a feast and you burp once you have finished.The chef will think that you appreciate his meal.So I suggest you start practising your burping just in case you go and visit one of these countries. Now either be on the evil dark side and still consider burping as your ever worst enemy.Or be on the good side and burp freely all day, everyday.It's up to you. || On a sunny desert island in the middle of the atlantic ocean, there was a black spy enjoying himself on a hammock pointing a super -duper gravo-metrical freeze-ray at his enemy...The white spy, the white spy was running on a treadmill that generated power to a fan and the air was travelling to the black spy. But for some reason the black spy got up and hopped up in his hot air baloon he had flown to the island about a week ago.Still pointing the freeze ray at the white spy who was still running, the black spy took off.The white spy stopped running on the treadmill because the black spy was out of range with his freeze ray...But the black spy had another trick up his sleeve.He got out a remote detonator.The black spy had hidden a stick of dynamite in a capsule diguised as a rock near the white.** KABOOM!!!!!!! **
 * ==Thursday 21 June== ||
 * W.A.L.T to use personification.
 * ==Wednesday 23 May== ||
 * == W.A.L.T speak clearly and persuasively. ==
 * ==Wednesday 9 May speech== ||
 * Burping isn't rude
 * Monday 23 April-funny story ||
 * SPY VS SPY
 * Black spy wins!**
 * Stay tuned for the next episode!** ||
 * ==Thursday 1 March- I am poem== ||
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 * Thursday 28 March 2012. Like hate story ||
 * WALT do good sentence starters ||
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