Hi Everyone

Every week I will post a new riddle for everyone to figure out.

A man went into town on Friday to stay for 3 nights but came back on Friday how?

If you know the answer leave a comment.

The correct answer was the horses name was Friday.

Thankyou to everyone who left an answer.

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Sorry I have not posted for a while.

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The terracotta warriors and horses were created 2,200 years ago, and were discovered in 1974 near the tomb of the First Emperor of China, Qin Shi Huang near Xi’an.

They first discovered over 1,000 pieces of pottery figurines, a few bronze chariots, horses and weapons that would have been used during that time.  However, they soon discovered that this pit was massive and contained more than 8,000 full size soldiers made from terracotta, all standing in battle formation, many with their horses.

 The site is now the famous Terracotta Museum which consists of three main building – Pit 1, Pit 2 and Pit 3.  The three pits occupy an area of about 22,000 square meters.

 The terracotta warriors formed part of the Emperor’s burial chamber in the belief that these warriors are real soldiers who were buried with their king so that they could guard him in his ‘afterlife’.

 The Emperor, Qin Shi Huang, was 13 when construction of the warriors began.  It is estimated that 700,000 workers were used to create his tomb and it took over 11 years to complete.

 The Emperor said that no two terracotta soldiers were to be made alike. They were manufactured in workshops by government laborers and by local craftsmen.  The head, arms, legs and bodies were created separately and then put together. Studies show that eight face moulds were used and then clay was added to change individual features and facial expressions.

The terracotta figures are life like and life size. They vary in height, uniform and hairstyle depending on their rank. Experts believe that they are modeled on real soldiers.

Hi everyone

Remember water is precious so do not waste it.

Some countries around the world are in poverty and it is very hard to get clean water supplies .

Did you know:

Access to piped water into the household averages about 85% for the wealthiest 20% of the population, compared with 25% for the poorest 20%.

About  1.8 million child deaths each year as a result of diarrhoea.

The loss of 443 million school days each year from water-related illness.

Close to half of all people in developing countries suffering at any given time from a health problem caused by water and sanitation deficits.

Millions of women spend several hours a day collecting water.

We are very fortunate in Australia to not be in poverty and to have clean water supplies everyday.

Rosie is a golden Labrador and is about 10 months old. She is big brown eyes that sparkle and is a very chubby dog . Her nose is black and her fur is soft and glimmers in the sun. I love Rosie because she is kind hearted and will never leave your side. She is a very loyal, caring  and loves being around people.  She loves meeting new dogs and especially loves eating big juicy steaks. Every time I get home from school she will come galloping up to the gates wagging her tail like mad.

When you scratch her tummy her back legs will rotate in fast circles. She loves to run around in our back garden was my other dog Mason and Rosie also really enjoys chewing things. When we take her on a walk she ends up taking us for a walk.

The day my grandma bought Rosie down was really exciting and emotional. I remember holding her and crying for joy into her soft golden fur. When I took her for the first time she wondered round looking excited for some adventure. After a while she picked up the courage to start running. It was really funny to see her run because she looked like a  prancing palomino pony.

Do you have any pets?

The Nightmare

It was a dark, windy night.  Trees were rattling against the window, only the TV could be heard.  “If you have seen this person please report to the police” said the lady from channel 9.  Immediately the TV exploded and sparks were flying everywhere.  Goose bumps were crawling up my skin and my legs were shaking with fear.

 Suddenly, I heard a big boom.  Now I was fully awake and terrified.  The room went dark and so did the rest of the house.  I had heard footsteps going up the stairs.  “Hello’’ I yelled out, my voice trembling with fear.  I decided to go and investigate.

 Something had rustled against me as I was slowly climbing the creaky staircase.  I was ready to scream but nothing came out only a croak of fear.  As I neared the top of the staircase another boom noise occurred.  A terrible thought crossed my mind, it couldn’t be.  I picked up the phone ready to call 000 when the line went dead.

 The wind was howling and as I looked into the distance a pair of devilishly and evil eyes were watching every step I dared make.  I screamed and ran like there was no tomorrow.  The intruder had crashed into something, I dared not look back.  

I decided I would be safe in the basement.  As I quickly tip-toed down the basement stairs I started to become worried again, if this was the safest place to hide.  I could hear the water trickly down and I could smell the mouldy floor. Light was shining from the basement ceiling.

I had never been so relived in my life to see light.  There was an old cupboard in the damp corner that looked like a good place to hide.  Suddenly I could hear the stairs creaking and footsteps nearing.  Panic was rising inside me and my teeth were chattering with fear.

 The cupboard door swang open and a pair of murky green eyes were coming towards me.  I was trapped and tried to scream, but this time nothing came out not even a croak.  The intruder was standing right in front of me with a wicked face.  Lightning cacades and the lights go dead.

On the 18^th of April 1906, at 5:12 am, an earthquake struck the area of San Francisco. It was an 8.5 earthquake and 3,000 people were killed. More then 60% of San Francisco’s population were left homeless.

The earthquake was caused by a movement in the San Andreas Fault, that runs through California and forms part of the boundary of the Pacific Plate and the North American Plate.  The erathquake for about 40 seconds and in that short time, it moved the surface of the earth, up to 8 meters in some parts.

The main problem were the fires caused by broken gas lines. These fires lasted for over three days and some inexperienced firemen used dynamite, in an attempt to create fire breaks, it made matters worse and the fires eventually destroyed almost 25,000 buildings.  In the end, the fires caused more damage than the earthquake. Money was donated by many countries in the world and food, water and other relief supplies were also sent. 

Prior to the September 11^th  attacks on America, this earthquake was the single worst disaster for insurance companies.  In the process of paying claims, twenty insurance companies went bankrupt, as they paid out a staggering $250 million dollars (equivalent to $6 Billion dollars today).

As devastating as things were, reconstruction of San Francisco was quick and was mainly completed by 1915.  Each year the city commemorates the earthquake , with a memorial at Lotta’s fountain, which served as a meeting place during the disaster.  In 2006, the city commemorated 100 years since the earthquake, with eleven survivors attending – The oldest was 107.

The sky is deathly black and fuming with rage.  The sound of thunder booms, lightning cascades from the dark, gloomy clouds.

The sky splits open with ferocity, ready to swallow people up.   I can hear the trees howling like a pack of wolves scraping against the only shelter I have.

People are screaming at their loved ones, panicking and urging them to get inside their homes quickly.  Lightning bombards the trees which come tumbling down and a furious, ferocious fire explodes, with ash flying and scattering everywhere.  Twigs and branches are catapulted like arrows

The fire is wildly spreading, making the smell of smoke powerful and strong.  Vibrant orange flames are flickering near my eyes whilst my throat is burning with heat.  I am desperate for a gulp of water.  

I try to stamp a patch of fire out near me. The flames are burning away on my soft palms, terrified of what may about to take place.  I can taste the ashes touching the tip of my tongue which feels like it is melting away.  I try to scream for help, but only a croak comes from my throat. 

No-one hears me.  I am terrified as fire is spreading round me. There is no exit and no one to rescue me.  I am petrified as I sit there shivering, praying for someone to save me but no one knows where I am.

 Dehydrated and with nothing for protection, quivering with fear, under a half collapsed tin shed and praying for this horrid nightmare to end. 

But there is one problem it’s not a nightmare…. it’s real.

In class we are reading the book Chinese Cinderella which we are enjoying very much.
 Adeline’s  mother died two weeks after she was born, so the rest of the family considers her unlucky.
Imagine this, your first day at your new school and everyone but you in your family has been taken to school.  You’re waiting in the corrider of your house, not sure who is taking you to school.  This is what is was like for Adeline.  

Adeline’s  half sister and half brother are treated in a in favourable way  but  she and  her siblings are treated very poorly by Niang

At the end of chapter three it says, “but what is this? Big sister is coming towards me with a scowl. Without a word, she reached over and snatched two dragon’s eyes from my bowl as she left the room. My three brothers followed her example. Then they all ran out, leaving me quite alone with my silver medal, staring at my empty bowl.”

I felt very emotional reading about her childhood, but it is a fantastic read and I highly recommend Chinese Cinderalla.

On the  1st of Septber  RC  will be celebrating  National Literacy day by bringing a  cuddly teddy, a pillow  and a book we love. The book I will be  bringing is Halo because I have just started it and can not put it down. I hope National Literacy day goes well and will encourage  girls to read more. What is your favourite book?