<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-382739412993188554</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 04 Dec 2018 01:43:29 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>writing</category><title>Rosalie @ TIS</title><description></description><link>http://tisrosaliep2013.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Stephanie (Room 15 Teacher))</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-382739412993188554.post-1737584895415474354</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Aug 2013 23:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-08-15T11:16:47.409+12:00</atom:updated><title>Novel Study-James and the Giant Peach.</title><description>This is the Giant peach from James and the giant peach. This part is when the two aunt&#39;s shows everyone The giant peach and gets money of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/tisthompson/9513645912/&quot; title=&quot;Untitled by tisthompson, on Flickr&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Untitled&quot; src=&quot;http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7343/9513645912_bf3fca562d.jpg&quot; height=&quot;267&quot; width=&quot;500&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://tisrosaliep2013.blogspot.com/2013/08/novel-study-james-and-giant-peach.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-382739412993188554.post-1597266947855093368</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Jul 2013 22:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-12T10:21:56.770+12:00</atom:updated><title>11 before 11</title><description>I think that when 10 year old&#39;s turn 11 they should know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. 1x because they are really easy to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. How to read hard books because when they get to Intermediate they will be reading hard books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Lean how to cook because when they get older they will have to cook if they are hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.How to count money because when they want to buy something they might not know how much money they need to pay or how much money they get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You could get a little note book to write some notes in it so that you don&#39;t miss something you need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.People should know how to climb a tress because you &amp;nbsp;might have to save some one or a cat one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Learn how to swim because you might be swimming in the sea and a shark might try and eat you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Learn how to wash your hands Because its best to be clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Learn how to take care of you self because when you get sick you will not know how to take care of your self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Learn how to run &amp;nbsp;across the field when it is wet grass with out getting wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Now you can sign up for Intermediate.&lt;br /&gt;From Rosalie Hinetai Parekura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tisrosaliep2013.blogspot.com/2013/07/11-before-11.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-382739412993188554.post-7678859388034765288</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Jun 2013 22:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-06-25T10:40:32.675+12:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">writing</category><title>The day everything started disappearing </title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;The day everything started disappearing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b id=&quot;docs-internal-guid-7166f148-7858-1840-9425-e48eec7d238f&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;One day in a place called New Zealand there lived a family and they had a cat named Simba they really like Simba so they gave his so much toys. But one day all of his toys disappeared when Jade got home she went into her room and saw Simba crying so she went to her mum and asked &amp;nbsp;“way is Simbe crying in my room” said Jade “all of his toys disappeared”. when Tim got home he said “why is Simba crying is your room?’’ &amp;nbsp;we all looked at Tim and said “all of his toy disappeared”. &amp;nbsp;Then Mum went to Jade’s room to see Simba when she &amp;nbsp;went into her room and all of her things were gone. then jade came out crying and Tim and Mum asked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;“why are you crying” said Mum and Tim “because all of my things are disappeared” Then Tim went up to his room and all of his things in his room disappeared. When he came back to us he was crying and then dad came home and he said “why is Simba and Tim and Jade crying” because &amp;nbsp;“ all of their &amp;nbsp;things are things are missing” and dad said mum has got all of your thing because you always leave your things around the house” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;the end &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://tisrosaliep2013.blogspot.com/2013/06/the-day-everything-started-disappearing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-382739412993188554.post-6234263718706493817</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 23:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-05-23T11:08:00.249+12:00</atom:updated><title>How to ride a bike</title><description>How to ride a bike&lt;br /&gt;Step 1 :Get on to your bike.&lt;br /&gt;Step 2 : first put your left foot on the left peddle&amp;nbsp;then put your right foot on the &amp;nbsp;right&amp;nbsp;peddle.&lt;br /&gt;Step 3 : Put your left &amp;nbsp;hand on the left handle and put your right hand on the right handle.&lt;br /&gt;Step 4 : Start moving your feet like right then left and you will start moving.&lt;br /&gt;Step 5 : Now you&amp;nbsp;know how to ride a &amp;nbsp;bike. Now your good to go.&lt;br /&gt;I hope my instructions can help you ride your bike.</description><link>http://tisrosaliep2013.blogspot.com/2013/05/how-to-ride-bike.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-382739412993188554.post-5428187578117806478</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Apr 2013 23:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-04-08T11:34:55.062+12:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Once upon time I saw a bubble it was as big as a car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Every day it will eat tress and flowers and sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;But one day a man tried to pop it but it did not pop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Because of that the bubble pop him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Because of that kids &amp;nbsp;saw the man pop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Because of that kids thought it was funny so they tried to pop it to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Until finally superman came to the rescue but he pop to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Ever since superman pop people went&amp;nbsp;crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The moral of the story is don&#39;t try to pop a bubble &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from Rosalie </description><link>http://tisrosaliep2013.blogspot.com/2013/04/once-upon-time-i-saw-bubble-it-was-as.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-382739412993188554.post-3408204384109076092</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Mar 2013 21:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-12T10:22:38.792+13:00</atom:updated><title>Best friend</title><description>My best friend is as kind as my mum&lt;br /&gt;She will do things for me and I will do the same &lt;br /&gt;She is as funny as a funny clown &lt;br /&gt;She takes care of me when I am down&lt;br /&gt;She will get me things that I love and I will get her what she wants&lt;br /&gt;Some times she will be kind some days she won&#39;t but I will respect her&lt;br /&gt;And I love her as a friend&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://tisrosaliep2013.blogspot.com/2013/03/best-friend.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Stephanie (Room 15 Teacher))</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-382739412993188554.post-8544593228714135082</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Feb 2013 23:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-28T12:15:17.428+13:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;The Bush&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Mum&quot; Jessica said &quot;that I can come on a bush walk with her and her family&quot;. &quot;Ok you can go if you good &quot; said mum&#39;&#39;. &quot; What is it for&amp;nbsp;replied mum&quot; it is for her birthday. The next day it was time to get my bags pack for the walk.&quot; Mum&quot; mum&quot; mum&quot; were is my lunch&amp;nbsp;box&quot; in the&amp;nbsp;kitchen darling&quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&quot;Ok it is time to go and drop you off at Jessica house&quot;. We got there and my mum stayed and talked to Jessica mum &quot;ok you can go now&quot; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;sorry about that Jessica&quot;.Ok kids get in the car time to go now said Eva is Jessica mum. We got there&quot;wow this is going to be awesome&quot; I yelled.&quot;Mum&quot;mum&quot; can you get me my bag&amp;nbsp;please&quot;&amp;nbsp;screened Jessica brother Jack.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;We got to a big tree and we saw a bush&amp;nbsp;moving so we run up the hill. Jessica dad tom said &quot;I&amp;nbsp;wonder what was&quot;.But we&amp;nbsp;stopped and and had lunch. We got packed up and we all look at the bush and it moved&amp;nbsp;again but then it&amp;nbsp;stopped and a dog jumped out. &quot;Its is so cute&quot; but it stared talking we all jumped and we all run away but then Jack said &quot;look a tree house&quot;. So we all walked in to the tree house &quot;we are going to be safe in here&quot; said Eva. But it was time to get back to the car so we walked really fast. The End &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://tisrosaliep2013.blogspot.com/2013/02/the-bush-mum-jessica-said-that-i-can.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>