Tuesday, July 9, 2013

Why is sport so important?

Sports is important because it gets you fit and will help other people that are not happy with their size. In sports there’s a lot of running which can actually help us lose some weight. The sports I like is netball, volleyball and rugby. The reason why I like these sports is because it teaches me new things like different positions and it’s a lot of fun! The only thing I hate about rugby is tackling.

You really get to learn new stuff in sports like for people who haven’t even played sports they might try out for rugby or something and they might learn a new position. In sports it contains rules like in netball for example, if you hold the ball for more then three seconds then that means it’s the other teams ball. In sports you have to warm up before a game. For example you can practice passing or catching or something that you really don’t know how to do. Sometimes sports can be hard for people that have asthma.

Monday, July 8, 2013

The Murder: Part One Of The Three Little Pigs.

“Two greedy, aggressive, lazy pigs, just moved in next door, honey”, said my wife. “And, why do I care again?”, replied the wolf. “I would like for you to go and make some friends. You haven’t been out ever since we got married! Now, please get out of here!”, yelled his wife.

Moaning and groaning, he eventually got outside in the warm and weak sunlight. He stood and gazed at the two little pigs. “Hey!” he shouted, “I am Wolfy, but my name is actually Mr Sweetie. I was wondering if you guys, umm I mean pigs, would like to have dinner?”

Within and instant, they replied, “YES!!!, WE’LL BE THERE”. After receiving such good news, the three little pigs stormed through the doors and got ready for tonight's feast. Finally...

...the bright bold moon rose from the East. Birds surrounded the edge of a cliff. Gray clouds gathered together, as the pouring rain stormed down onto Mr and Mrs Sweetie’s house.

‘Knock, Knock,’ tapped an anonymous, on the front door. In a deep voice they called, “Hello, is there anyone here?”. Quietly and quickly Mrs sweetie answered the door.

“AHHHHHHHHHHH!” she screamed. After 3 cold long hours, Mr sweetie dashed through the door. “Honey I’m home!” he yelled excitedly....but there was no answer. Again he called but still no answer.

Searching for his wife, he found her in the attic. Her limbs were detached apart from her body. So far apart from her body that her guts splattered out of her lower stomach.

With the blood of his love in his hands, he was determined to find who murdered his wife.