Inspiration. It comes in many forms, words, people, films, books, but today, my thoughts on inspiration have changed drastically. All it took was a visit from a young man, standing up to all those who create and believe in stereotypes. Joshua Iosefo. A young polynesian boy who has changed my thoughts, and prospect of the world that we live in. It made me think twice about how my family, friends and I are judged. Though I am not a brown Samoan, it still hits hard.
‘Brown Brother’ The poem that would change the way we think and feel. It deffinately changed me. My prospect of the world, was that there were good guys, and bad guys, and I did understand that, but I always thought that if it happened to me, it would always be someone elses fault. That all changed a few weeks ago.
My class had been watching a movie of Joshua speaking at his school, Mt Roskill Grammar. He was doing his prefect speech. We observed and then had to write a bit about our thoughts on his speech. A few days later, there were comments on our blogs from Joshua’s Mum. She had read some of the students blogs from our class. We exchanged a few messages, and eventually we asked if Joshua would be able to come and visit us. A message was sent back to us. The answer was YES. We were so happy with this reply that we had to organise a date.
That is how this day came about. Questions were asked, and excellent answers were given. I asked one question, and I think that the answer that was given, was better then any explanation I have heard in my life. I am so appreciative of what Joshua and his whanau have done for us. We have all been very privileged with this visit and I have had a very thoughtful message sent to me. I have learnt a lot. For example If want to be a lawyer, then I can be a lawyer, all I have to do is to keep going even if no one thinks that I can. There is nothing that I can’t do.
A big thanks to Joshua and his Family, I have learnt a lot and I can’t wait to hear more from you. Joshua, you have been very inspirational, and you have an amazing gift, I can't wait to see more of your gift. Now I know that I can follow my dreams, and I will use my gift.
Monday, September 24, 2012
A surge of excitement flowed through my body, as I waltzed out the door with a piece of toast in my hand. Today was the day, that I try my best at sports........ for the entire day!!! I was kind of looking forward to this Olympic rotation day, but the thought of running around the WHOLE time.......... now that was crazy. Despite this I was keen to see how well I would take it.
Once I was at school, I wasn’t really nervous until I had to go to class and get ready to line up for our procession of countries. I was in Uganda and I had never ever heard of this country until I it was written on my hand. Even though I had never heard of this country I, like many others who hadn’t heard of their countries, still cheered and chanted as we were showing the other teams/countries what we were made of. The sound of laughter and calling, and sportsmanship echoed in the empty halls of the school. This was when I knew that the day would get a whole lot better.
Though I had never heard of my country I was happy to be a part of it. My team was very energetic and we had a very cool leader, Pesi. I was very glad to have a female leader, and the best part of it was that we only had one leader, so it I wasn’t getting confused. She was a great leader and the first place she led us to was the street. We were going to play Hand Ball against Kenya. (That was my favorite activity)
“GO UGANDA” My team was shouting out. We were trying to rally out the Kenyans with the chanting. They were winning so far with the chants, we were ahead in the real game, the one that counts. Uganda won the first, out of many rounds, and when it was my turn, my stomach turned and I wasn’t as ready as I had hoped. The ball was served. My sweaty palm went to hit the ball, it all felt slow like I was in slow motion. I felt like I was going to miss, but to my relief, I had hit it back to the opposition. I let out a sigh, and nodded to my partner, and just then, a load of confidence pumped through my body. But then I saw the the tiny, bright yellow ball bounce towards my partner...................... ‘Slap’ She had hit the ball and our opponents had missed it causing them to make it out. “YYYYEEEEAAAAHHHH” We had won!!!!!! “Go Uganda”, my words were jumbled from the bouncing of my feet. I had made my team proud and I was very happy with my partner. This was my highlight of the day.
After a long time of winning, tying, and losing the rest of our games, the end of the day had come. It was a very weird day, I had actually enjoyed doing sports even though my legs were aching like crazy, and I wanted to do it again. If we do I would really enjoy it, but I would like to be in a country that I have heard of......... :) But overall I loved this activity and I can’t wait to do it again........... GO UGANDA!!!
This is a presentation I wrote with my two buddies. Tommy Wilson had come to our school to talk to us about his journey to becoming an author. My class was assigned a new project. This was to create a presentation of Mr Wilson's Childhood and steps to fame. I have created this with Jarna and Ashleigh, my two classmates. I hop that you enjoy.
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
“YAY” I said to my friend Tanisha. I was going to my first ever Pt England Social. I was jumping all over the place, because I knew that soon
I could dance and everything. Tanisha was going to drop me off to the social because I was all ready to go. But once we got there I felt really underdressed. So I untied my hair and put it to the side. There....... Now I was ready.
I met up with a few of my friends and I saw how different they looked. They were so pretty....... But I decided to go to see my cousin Crusader to see if he looked 'Skuxx' (what they say when they think they are cool). On the way inside I noticed that no one had come according to the theme and also that I was in a line FULL of boys and it was no surprise that the teachers said "finally a girl" I did feel a bit uncomfortable but I knew that they were all my friends.
When I walked in the hall I could see the fluorescent lights complimented nicely with the decoration around the room...... and everyones colourful hats. Plus the balloons and streamers added a very party-like feel. This was a very nice moodsetter.
I was sitting for a while, but then finally Shoal and Rita came through. When I saw Shoal I hadn't even noticed that it was her. She was so pretty, and looked very nice. I knew that by the time I had said that she would be dancing already and sure enough she was. She was so hyped up it made me feel hyped up...... and that contagious feeling went around the room and everyone was happy.
There was so many things going on. There was dougie comps, catdaddy comps, and circles. I was a part of the circle. When we started our circle it was a bit small but gradually grew bigger. Everyone was showing off their dance moves but some people got a bit scared........ I knew I was, until I finally got in and did my best move I had...... (That I could think of) And I think that that was what made my night even better......
I had so much fun jumping around until my feet ached, laughing until my tummy hurt, and dancing till I could dance no more. This what I think the social should be like, and I hope its even better next time.