Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Joshua Iosefo - My Inspiration

Joshua Iosefo, his Mother and his Father were visiting the Year 7 and 8 students of Pt England School. He was here to recite the Spoken Word he had written and presented through Campbell Live and school. We had the opportunity to listen and observe what he had to say.

After Joshua had inspired us with his word, he was keen to answer some questions we had prepared for him. He had been entertaining us the whole way through, which made me laugh quite a bit. It was an awesome experience to have with him and his parents. I enjoyed it.

He shared with all of us how he wrote his poem and how he got all his ideas. Does the play Sinarella sound familiar? Apparently, that play had inspired him in different ways. However... What he said were also based on true stories, what he had seen and how he saw the world. “I could listen to him all day” I thought to myself.

I thought listening to Joshua speak was worth all the time we had. I’d seen confident people speaking in front of a crowd before, but to take a risk and fight for brown people... Now that’s what you call a hero. He has a gift. A great one as well.

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Olympic Day

A slight change had been made before the day had started. Instead of me being the leader of Spain, I was now the captain of Italy. A procession was performed by children from each country as a tradition of the Olympic games. All the teams were chanting and cheering “ITALY! SCOTLAND! SPAIN! MEXICO!” just to keep the faith of their team strong. As team leader, I had no choice but to go with the flow.

A feeling of excitement shot through me. My only down point was I hadn't been grouped with any of my friends from class or from around the school. All I got left with was a bunch of boys who payed no attention, like literally. Kayde and I had our team under control and hopefully... Just hopefully, we had a chance of winning.

3-legged Soccer? I murmured to myself. With or without a ball, I wasn’t very good at keeping my balance. It seemed to be my weakness. Tyla and I were partners for this event and were suddenly enemies with the players of Scotland. The both of us were struggling to maneuver up and down the field. We were planning on to at least touch the ball.

“GET THE BALL! PASS IT!” Other teams were soon going to lose their voices if they carried on with what they were doing. The ball was being passed up and down the court smoothly. It was halftime, which meant it was time to switch over. Portugal had a team talk with their captain and surprisingly gave them a boost to keep going. The game came to an end. With shocking results, Portugal had taken the victory for that event.

The day had ended and by that time, I had given up on my team long before. I learn the same experiences every time our school has an event together. Winning matters to some but having fun means alot to more people. I realised after a few events that winning didn’t matter, but having fun did. Go team Italy!

Sunday, September 16, 2012

Farewell Mrs Verry

Farewell to our dear Mrs Verry from Team 4 Pes on Vimeo.
To you Mrs Verry. She was one of the best teachers, child support and volunteer at our School, Pt England. There had been a sad message passed onto the students of Pt England School on Friday morning in Assembly..... Unfortunately, she was leaving us. Yes, I guess you could say she was retiring. A number of girls were selected from around the school to perform a Samoan dance for our dearly beloved Mrs Verry. It was taught by one of the teachers here at Pt England, Mrs Tuala. It was part of the Samoan tradition to not only say goodbye in words, but in actions as well. To many of us, she was like family.

Take Care Mrs Verry. We love you and we will all miss you very much :)

Social for 2012

Tonight was the night. Black, white and gold balloons stood out from the side walls and multi-coloured lights were shimmering around the floor. Music was pumping, giving a big welcome to our Year 7 and 8 students who came to the Social. As prefects, Joe, Samson, Selena, Mino, Reka and I also had duties to focus on during the night. I think we let the nerves get to us....

As more people came rushing through the entrance, I waved to a few of my friends grooving to the music. Everyone who joined us were greeted by Mrs Tele’a and were shown the boundaries. Music played to get students warmed up for the Dance competition, that was great news for all of us. The night had just begun.

Moments later, the hall was filled with kids yelling and cheering for the Dougie contestants. I wasn’t one of them but I had the opportunity of being a judge. It came to mind that we had a clear winner... Nezinli. He seemed to be the last man standing on the dance floor who was competing against Mary, who couldn’t quite reach his standards. We were proud to award one of the prizes to Nezinli for winning the Dougie Competition of 2012.

It didn’t take me a while to notice that everyone had saved their best dance move for the very last song. Not too long after that, Mr Burt (Our principal) said a prayer for us and thanked everyone who helped organise the evening. I have to admit, for a Social that we planned for the very first time in our lives, went pretty good. Cross my fingers, there will be a next Social.

I'd like to say a huge thank you to Mrs Tele'a, Mrs Nua, Mr Burt, Mr Jacobsen and Mrs Flavelle, because without your help, none of this would of happened.