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Pennies for Hitler: Georg Diary Entry

I haven’t seen this amount of blood in my whole life. My heart is beating rapidly. I’m staggering and trembling. I just want to take a seat and rest, Nevertheless I must keep going for the people who have fallen. I cannot give up, resting isn’t an option. I wonder where Aunt Miriam is, I hope she’s okay. I’m so stressed that I can’t even shed a single tear. Passing through the cold streets with debris scattered everywhere. Buildings demolished and dismantled into dust. I’ve lost my gas mask which is unfortunate. This filthy air is making me light headed. The word “Death” flows through my head. I decide to find Aunt Miriam instead of bread, I’d rather starve than have to live with another death. Is she in the apartment? Or is she at work? My mind is scrambled, I don’t even know where I am, I can’t feel my hands and feet. I am walking about in pain, I stumble upon the apartment by accident. Was this a miracle? Or a dream. I bust through the doors of the apartment, glass shards pierce through my skin, I dash up the stairs finding our room, I sigh in relief to see Aunt Miriam laying under the dining table. I hug her and she cries out “Where were you?”

My 2023 Profile

Hi, Welcome to my  blog. You can call me Nino, I am twelve years old and I’m a year eight. My nationality is Filipino. I’ve lived in New Zealand for a decade. I wasn’t born in New Zealand though. I’m a car enthusiast most interested in “Tuner Cars.” My hobbies include drawing, car spotting and playing games. I don’t do sports often, I take interest in swimming and I would like to try Kart Racing. My Favourite food is seafood, chicken, and Tofu. Thanks for your time reading this. Farewell Friends.


Happiness Poem


Sounds like Laughing 

Feels like Fun

Like a pure and happy life

Refreshing, clear, sweet

Cheerful laughter on a sunny day

Doing things you like

Smells like a strong sweet flower


Joy in your heart

A Large grin

Birthday cakes


Like summer

Happiness is about being who you are and having fun with friends and family

Sadness Poem



Cold tears dripping on your face

Water and cold air


Tears running down your face

Like a cold gust of wind

You’re no one

Tears dropping out of your eyes

Into the ocean

Salty tears

Hu hu hu hu hu hu

You’ve had enough

Crying salty tears and sweat

Bitter feeling of guilt, depression and regret

Sadness is blue, a rainy day

Arlo’s Anger 😡

A collaborative poem written by all of Room 8. This poem expresses our feelings about anger looking through the eyes of ‘Arlo’ from ‘Arlo and the Orca by Monique Walker.’


  Anger feels like letting your rage out

A clenched fist

Blood, Salty Sweat

Growling and yelling

Rough and hot

Like a red face

Anger smells like danger

Like Air

Shouting and screaming

Painful and hurtful

Madness and crazy actions of destruction

Like smoke

Burning coal

A fire raging and growing limitlessly

Anger is an emotion you want to show or not

It starts when we get upset about something

This week Monqiue, Stacy, Jessie and Katherine came to class and presented Monqiue’s book. We learnt that it is okay to cry, we have many people supporting us and life can be moody, stormy with waves of emotions but to remember the sun will always come back and shine.

We would like to thank Stacy, Monqiue, Jessie and Katherine for coming and teaching us about emotions!


MHF review Arlo and the Orca | Mental Health Foundation

A New Start..

Standing by the gates of this school I see kids the same age as me everywhere. I smell a fresh aromatic smell coming out of lush plants from the garden they have in front of the entrance. They’re saying things that I cannot understand. I see a tall man behind a counter. He says Hello which I respond with a gentle wave. I feel confused. Kids are coming up to me and introducing themselves. I had a hard time understanding them but I managed. I introduced myself to the man. Finally the long journey to getting to safety has come to an end.