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you like doing maths ask your parents to write some sums down and you can try and work them out

. I will try to improve my spelling

2. I will try to improve my editing turtle 3. I will try to improve my hand writing

Tearm 3&4 goals I will practice my reading I will practice my protractoring I will practice my handwriting

While I was finding out about sdl it seemed awsome i hope every one trys there best to keep the trust

I think medition is going well i have improved in soccer ever since we started meditating and my skills have improved there is a hidden word on this page can you find it. It will change every week

The book I am reading right now is the In my intergrated topics i liked learning stuff

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** Super Chicken **
** By Roy Smith **

One day in the perfect world there was a chicken. The chicken lived in a small cage made from old iron bark. The space inside the cage was the size of two or three full grown cows. It wasn’t that much space for the chicken, but it was his home, just the way he liked it.

The next day on the farm, the farmers were trying something new for a change. They were going to feed the chicken cabbage. They had never really tried it before. I wonder why?

“I wonder if this one will act natural, after we feed him the cabbage.” One farmer whispered to another farmer.

The chicken tried to pinpoint what they were saying. “Gee. I wonder what they’re feeding me today? I hope it’s potato skins and not apple cores again.” the chicken thought to himself.

Then the farmers came over to the chicken. “Here you go.” the farmer said in a soft voice.

The chicken stared at the cabbage. He wondered why they would do this to him. Why? He was feeling really hungry, so he decided he would eat it.

Then he took a tincy, wincey bite. “Wow!” he said, “Wow!” he said again. “I can talk! Yippee! Yahoo! Wooo!” he yelled, then he sat down and wondered how. How could this have happened? Then he focused on the door. Zzzzzaaaaaapppppp! The door disintegrated into dust.

“With these powers, I could be a super hero.” the chicken said with pride. “Oh no! It happened again Fred! It happened again!” a farmer said, with touch of disappointment on his face.

The next day, the chicken woke up and the farmers surrounded him. “Get him boys!” But before the farmers could get him, he blasted like a rocket through the roof of his chook pen. “Wow! I can fly too. Now that’s cool!” he said. “Now what do we do Boss?” Asked one farmer to the head farmer. “Catch that chicken and bring him to me. We need to experiment with this so called Super Chicken”. He answered with an evil laugh. “Okay Boss”. The farmer agreed.

When super chicken was flying around he looked down. A lady was being robbed by a mysterious man. “I’ll save you, little lady!” the chicken said in a cocky voice.

When he caught up to the man, he looked closely. He was a man from the farm. He screamed at the chicken, “My orders from Boss is to take you down and bring you back. Boss’s plan worked perfectly.” “Not as perfect as he probably wished.” Super Chicken curved and dashed. He shot a laser beam at his feet, “Take that!” The man screamed in pain as his feet started to melt and fade away. “You exposed my true form and now I’m gonna get you for that! Arghhhhhhh”.

He tried to swing his fist at Super Chicken, but he was to late. Super Chicken was fast as lightening. No one, not even his own clone could hit him.

The man’s skin was melting even more, until you could see a slimy creature left. Then Super Chicken took an upper cut from the slimy thing and then Super Chicken returned the favour to him. Then the thing ran away, like the whimp he was.

Super chicken was on a case that Sherlock homes would never do. So he went back to the farm and he thought, “If I was a farmer, where would I keep a base…? In a beer cabinet of course!” He thought. So Super Chicken went to the beer cabinet, then the door slammed shut!

There it was. A thing that was tall, slimy, spiky and scaly. It was the final battle.

In the background, all the things were singing ‘The Final Count Down’ together. Then the head thing sprinted towards Super Chicken like an angry ape. Then some metal bars came out of his shoulders and pushed him near the wall. A razor came out of his back. Then Super Chicken shot a wild laser and hit the head boss straight in the eye! Then Super Chicken hit him straight in shin. Each time he hit the head boss, the other things started to feel the same pain that the head boss felt. So Super Chicken thought, if he destroyed the head boss they would also perish to death.

So Super Chicken tried to hit him with a laser. It didn’t work, so he kept shooting him in the face until he stopped. Nothing happened, only his face was gone. So then he tried a different tactic. He winged him, straight in the guts. He staggered to the ground and said, “You win this time, Super Chicken, but remember this, I will not give up on you. Ever!” Then he started to melt into the drain. Super Chicken was safe for now… Super chicken always kept his guard up, just in case the things came back.

** THE END ** ** Super Chicken ** ** Revenge of the Things **

The pitter patter of small legs running through an alleyway could be heard running away from a murderous fiend. Running until the alleyway became a dead end and maybe even this was the end for Super Chicken. His powers not were not working this was because before all of this had happened; he had been using them to roast marshmallows. He figured out that his powers must short out after a while. So now his powers had shorted out. It was his last time to see the world. Then Super Chicken felt a tingle in his spine. His powers were back! Super Chicken flew around the murderous fiend. He smashed his back and the fiend staggered to the ground whimpering, "Please don’t kill me! Please don't.” “Relax dude. I’m not gonna kill you. I’m just gonna cuff your tiny hands up and take you to prison. We will get you a nice comfy gaol cell for ya.” he said in a tired voice.  So the next day, Super Chicken went down to the prison to check on the imprisoned murderer. After the trial in court, Super Chicken went down to the food court to have some lunch. He had French Fries with a bit of cabbage, cabbage salad and some yogurt, cabbage flavoured. Then Super Chicken went down to his little chook pen at the farmer’s old place. Super Chicken missed the farmers (who were actually alien things) because they fed him and now Super Chicken had to $buy$ his lunch, but still he had the money.  One day when Super Chicken was out on a morning stroll, he saw something. It looked like…the things. Still looking the same, they came strolling along in dark black cloaks behind the head thing, which was tall, slimy, spiky and scaly. Super Chicken decided to lay low, but then a dumb kid yelled out. **"** ** SUPER **** CHICKENOVER HERE! LOOKING GOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!” **  “ Rats my cover’s been blown!” Super Chicken said, looking at the ground. Then he looked up and saw that the things were sprinting towards him. So Super Chicken turned and flew away from the scene. But little did Super Chicken know the things had been upgraded. Now they could fly. Super Chicken looked back.  “Ya wha…?” Super Chicken yelled. “You… you can fly?”  “Yes. We can Super Chicken and now we’re upgraded we can finally pay you back for what you did to us. After that… the World.”  Super Chicken just put his flying gear into rocket speed and zoomed away. He was safe for a little while.  While Super Chicken was packing his bag to move away from the town…suddenly, BOOM!!! The fence behind him blew up! Chunks went flying everywhere. Now Super Chicken won’t be able to fix the fence because he will never find all of the chunks. Then CA-BLAMMY!!! The garden blew up. ”The thing must be trying to bomb me out! I’ve got to hide!” Super Chicken thought of hiding in the safe house, so he ran over there, but he couldn’t get the door open. The lock was shut and he needed the keys. BOOM! CRASH! BANG! He heard loud bangs behind him. Then he used his laser vision on the lock. “Melt! Melt! Oh please melt!” Super Chicken yelled in a horrid manner. The lock melted slowly, but Super Chicken had no time left. Now he smashed through the door. Then he lay down on the bed. His powers were gone for the meantime, so he hoped the thing didn’t barge in and rip him to shreds or eat his flesh and bones. Or worse, eat his bottom. Super Chicken was acting quirky. Why hadn’t they barged in and torn his skin to shreds already? Maybe they were planning something, he thought, and as soon as they see Super Chicken going out, they will try and spring a trap on me. An hour later Super Chicken felt a tingle in his spine his powers were back so he just flea out side and there right in front of him 1000000 things were standing there in front of them the head thing but Super Chicken new there one weak ness kill the head thing but it wasn’t a one on one battle this time he had to face all the things just going for the head thing was basically impossible. Super Chicken backed up charged his feet to the ground and zoom Super Chicken was of going past things and whacking them in the chin, chest and skidding along the ground and tripping them over. The head thing was in amongst the crowd looking for Super chicken until they met face to face in the battle field Super Chicken stopped looked around the things were surrounding getting closer Super Chicken. He was afraid what were they doing then the world turned dizzy the things had knocked him out. Super Chicken woke up in a grave yard shackled up to a tombstone he was mistaken a giant tombstone. He turned around in the shackles to see whose grave it was, it said the death of farmer gray thing died in 1909 the death was horrible. He was killed by Super Chicken J Marker the super hero of the town, he saved the life of the citizens but also killed a living thing so this was caused to be against the law for animals to kill living things. Super Chicken thought “if that was in 1901 that means since its 2019 the rules must of change since then so I’m ok but then he saw something in the hoarsen the march of the things he was going to die but he was going to face it like a man. Super Chicken saw the things flexing there arms and waving there bomby knockers around there heads, then Super Chicken saw the head thing he flew over to Super Chicken at light speed he pulled a knife out of his pocket and raised it against Super Chicken chin “ready to die” the head thing whispered in his ear. “Only if you are” Super Chicken yelled then Super Chicken kicked the head thing straight in the guts, scales went every where then Super Chicken used his laser eyes to cut threw the shackles so he could fight better then he used his wings to punch him straight in the face he staggered but got up straight away.

In our class for at least three weeks we have been learning about words of friendship here is one. Open open means your open to new friend ships and your open to new game ideas from your friends and
 * 1) Can count can count on means you can rely on your friends to use your toys and not wreck them and you can rely on them to return the toy if they borrowed it.
 * 2) Respecting respecting means you you love and care for your friends and if they hurt you in any way you can still respect them and care.