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Monday, 30 March 2009


Here are some photos of my b-e-a-utiful dog.

When me and my family travelled Australia we had to leave Tessie behind. She was really spoilt where she was staying and we got her back with a coat, hot waterbottle, toys, and a lambswool coat. (I don't even have a lambswool coat!)

Now this photo confuses me is she smiling? Sneering?Looking very innocent? comment.

Yesterday I went to the shops with my mum. I had a few things to get which included a pencil, one lemon, and one mini chocolate egg.

They must have thought me a bit...weird. But I have my reasons. My photos aren't downloading properly so this will have to be..

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Friday, 27 March 2009


I haven't written much lately because I don't really have much to say.
Lots of my time is taken up with school, reading, and more school.
I did go for a bike ride today but halfway down a hill my chain suddenly decided to stop working and I went zooming down the hill unable to do anything.

That ended my bike ride.

I did jump on our trampoline for a while but even though it's Autumn it's incredibly hot today and I was sweating by the time I got off the trampoline.
Our trampoline is pretty big and I would go on it a lot more if the weather suited me more. It's always too hot or to cold.
This is a picture of me and my siblings trying to do a 'toyota' jump on the trampoline.

Hmmm, trying and not succeeding

As you can see we don't seem to be doing to well, like I said the trampoline is pretty big, but it's not that big.

Throughout the week I was doing triplet poetry in English. I posted one of my poems before, here are another two I did.

The Mother Duck

The mother duck does waddle most days,
To the nest that sits shaded from the suns rays,
There she will sit and at the eggs she’ll gaze.

They sit so nicely in a neat little stack,
The mother duck sits hoping to hear a small ‘quack.’
Wishing and hoping for a small, tiny, crack.

The Cat

His eyes are staring at the cream,
That sits opposite of the stream,
He suddenly thinks up a clever scheme.

His perfect white feet do step onto,
A rock that sits in the stream, blue,
He does give a triumphant mew.

The syllables are sort of wrong in some parts but it was fun doing them anyway.
That's pretty much all the news so I better make this...

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Wednesday, 25 March 2009

The Terrible Tudors

I'm beginning to really enjoy writing book reviews for the newspaper, the trouble is deciding what to do each week.

This week I wanted to do something about Tudors because I love learning about Henry VIII, Queen Elizabeth I, Mary Queen of Scots and all those people.

Anyway, what better book to review about Tudors than a book called 'The Terrible Tudors?'

The Terrible Tudors
From the ‘Horrible History’ series
By Terry Deary

History books can often be full of boring facts and dates, but here’s a history book that will leave you wanting to know more and more about history.
‘The Terrible Tudors’ is all about life in the Tudor times, and about the Tudors themselves, like Henry VIII who didn't care how many wives he had to go through to get a son, or Queen Elizabeth I who was thought strange because she had four baths a year.
This book is filled with interesting, funny facts, gruesome stories, as well as many curious quizzes to look at and test your family with.
A wonderful book for those who love history and especially for those who don’t.
History has never been so horrible.
Here are four of Terry Deary’s many Horrible History Books.

*The Rotten Romans
*The Vicious Vikings
*The Vile Victorians
*The Blitzed Brits


Tuesday, 24 March 2009

The Crocodile

English is one of the few subjects in school that I enjoy because it's all about reading and writing (Both of which I enjoy). I had to write a two stanza triplet poem for English this week, and since I haven't posted anything for a while I thought I might as well post it.

The Crocodile

The light is slowly getting dimmer,
He watches, his eyes a-shimmer,
He slowly moves, a brilliant swimmer.

The baby duck is only a beginner,
To the crocodile it looks like dinner,
His jaws open, and away he comes, the winner.

That's it.
Anyway, must get on with school.

Jordan ;)

Sunday, 22 March 2009


This weekend I experienced a drop of Heaven.
My parents were away for the weekend so I had their bed for the night.
Sooo nice.
They have a queen sized bed with a lambswool underblanket. What a difference it was to my single, very, very, normal bed.
I found myself awake in the night, all scrunched up on one side as if I was still in a single bed.
Tonight I am back to my old, very,very normal bed.
(No effort in voice) Yay.

This was forwarded to me. So weird.

HOW SMART IS YOUR RIGHT FOOT? You have to try this please, it takes 2 seconds. I could not believe this! It is from an orthopaedic surgeon............ This will confuse your mind and you will keep trying over and over again to see if you can outsmart your foot, but, you can't. It is pre-programmed in your brain! 1. While sitting at your desk in front of your computer, lift your right foot off the floor and make clockwise circles. 2. Now, while doing this, draw the number '6' in the air with your right hand. Your foot will change direction.

This was forwarded to me also. It's so cute. It's actually true. It's called Reasons not to mess with children.

A little girl was talking to her teacher about whales. The teacher said it was physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human because even though it was a very large mammal its throat was very small. The little girl stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale. Irritated, the teacher reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human; it was physically impossible. The little girl said, 'When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah'. The teacher asked,'What ifJonah went to hell?’ The little girl replied, 'Then you ask him'.

A Kindergarten teacher was observing her classroom of children while they were drawing. She would occasionally walk around to see each child's work. As she got to one little girl who was working diligently, she asked what thedrawing was. The girl replied, 'I'm drawing God.' The teacher paused and said, 'But no one knows what God looks like.' Without missing a beat, or looking up from her drawing, the girl replied, 'They will in a minute.'

A Sunday school teacher was discussing the Ten Commandments with her five and six year olds. After explaining the commandment to 'honour' thy Father and thy Mother, she asked, 'Is there a commandment that teaches us how to treat our brothers and sisters?' Without missing a beat onelittle boy (the oldest of a family) answered, 'Thou shall not kill.'

Anyway, must go.

Wednesday, 18 March 2009

Jordan, the camel

School today seemed to go on and on.
I did go out for half-an-hour though. Big sister #5 teaches scripture to grade 1 kids at school. I went with her today to help her with a short skit she was putting on.
In the skit my name was Samuel, and the kids decided camel sounded better.
Big sister #5 earned the name 'monkey' on her first day, and they still refer to her as that, so it's not too bad knowing others go through the same things as I. She better not bring any more of the family to scripture teaching though or else our family will be known as 'the zoo.'
Monkey, camel! What will they come up with next?

I found a poem yesterday on the internet. Weird, but I like it.

Oh, I wish I'd looked after me teeth
by Pam Ayres

Oh, I wish I'd looked after me teeth,
And spotted the perils beneath,
All the toffees I chewed,
And the sweet sticky food,
Oh, I wish I'd looked after me teeth.

I wish I'd been that much more willin'
When I had more tooth there than fillin'
To pass up gobstoppers,
From respect to me choppers
And to buy something else with me shillin'.

When I think of the lollies I licked,
And the liquorice allsorts I picked,
Sherbet dabs, big and little,
All that hard peanut brittle,
My conscience gets horribly pricked.

My Mother, she told me no end,
"If you got a tooth, you got a friend"
I was young then, and careless,
My toothbrush was hairless,
I never had much time to spend.

Oh I showed them the toothpaste all right,
I flashed it about late at night,
But up-and-down brushin'
And pokin' and fussin'
Didn't seem worth the time... I could bite!

If I'd known I was paving the way,
To cavities, caps and decay,
The murder of fillin's,
Injections and drillin's
I'd have thrown all me sherbet away.

So I lay in the old dentist's chair,
And I gaze up his nose in despair,
And his drill it do whine,
In these molars of mine,
"Two amalgum," he'll say, "for in there."

How I laughed at my Mother's false teeth,
As they foamed in the waters beneath,
But now comes the reckonin'
It's me they are beckonin'
Oh, I wish I'd looked after me teeth.

Hmmmm, I hope that doesn't describe me in 10 years.

;) Jordan

Sunday, 15 March 2009

Beware the Redback!!

I enjoyed a nice, idle day today.

Church was at 9:30, although we were almost late because somebody found a redback spider in their shoe, which soon jumped into their bed causing a search of all the bedclothes, and later a search and vacuum of their room.

I hate redbacks, and to find one in my....ummm...someones room was pretty annoying. Especially since these ones are really actually quite big. They're twice the size of your average redback and we've found quite a few in this house.

So BEWARE the redbacks.

I'm missing big sister #1 who is in Switzerland atm, although I got to talk to her on Skype which was nice.

I was also very clueless this afternoon when watching a movie that is quite confusing. But, HURRAY! I finally got it. That was pretty much my Sunday afternoon. Although I learnt to not like maths for another reason. My maths gave me a papercut.

Anyway, had a veerrrry enjoyable Sunday (Apart from that papercut- it still hurts)

Anyway, must go,


Friday, 13 March 2009

Ever Feel Like Dancing In The Rain?

There's a quote by someone, 'Ever feel like dancing in the rain in your best dress? It's something you can't explain.'

Well, yesterday during a downpour, I experienced this. (Apart for the dress part. I don't even have a best dress) It was absolutely pouring outside, there was a river flowing down the street.

So I did snow angels (Errr, water angels) on the driveway, and then lay in the very overflowing gutter, wondering if someone would stop to see if I was alright.


Nobody cared.

Apart from that, I'm very happy because it's finally a weekend!

Yet a strange thing happened to me the other day.

I had the camera out and was snapping random shots of random things, then I pointed the camera at my dog, Tesse, and she smiled at me.

Is this strange or is this strange?

I just finished cleaning the house. Toliet cleaning is not a very nice job, but I braved the dangers and went ahead and did it.

Now, to reward myself for my bravery, I'm going to go and get myself an ice-cream.


Tuesday, 10 March 2009

Surviving Sydney Cove

This was a book I really enjoyed reading. Surviving Sydney Cove. It's very good.

Surviving Sydney Cove
The Diary of Elizabeth Harvey
By Goldie Alexander

Last year, I studied Australian history for school and I read an interesting book that I really enjoyed about convict life in Sydney, 1790.
Elizabeth Harvey worked as a servant for most of her life in England. Then, one day she is accused unfairly of stealing something and is shipped to Sydney Cove as a convict. She finds life hard there, and the only comfort she gets is writing in her diary and remembering the past.
This book is about a courageous convict girl who braved Sydney Cove with all its dangers in 1790.
This historical fiction story tells about what life really was like to live as a convict and also about Australia’s fascinating history.
A book to be enjoyed by ages 10 and up.

Tommorow we are going on a 2 hour trip starting at 7:30 AM meaning I have to take my books in the car so I don't get behind in school. Yay! School on wheels! (I wish it would wheel itself away sometimes)
Anyway, must go,
Jordan :)