Day 7: Smashed some more crockery. It wasn't so hard the second time round.
25 mins
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Documentation on Winter Project Part 3
Day 6: Outside, I painted my piece of wood with sealer. Sealer stop wood from sucking up glue when glue dries. Even though the sealer looked like a watery substance, when it dried it was rather sticky. I painted both sides.
I washed all my crockery so I could smash it later. I don't want a dirty mosaic.
While waiting for both of these things to dry, I transferred my design to the wooden board.
This was a fun part of my project. Smashing the crockery. To smash three medium sized plates to the shapes you want took a long time.
2 hours and 40 mins
Documentation on Winter Project Part 2
Day 4: Today I cut the board to the size I wanted it. I used a saw to cut it, clamps to hold it in place and a file to take away any rough bits. It measures 47cm x 36cm and is 1½ cm wide. Below is a picture of what the board used to look like and what it looks like now. My experience using a saw will never be forgotten!
15 mins
15 mins
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
My Pet Rock - Diet
Sandy is a fussy eater. She only eats what is around the same colour she is. This is a list of most things:
My Pet Rock - Transportation and Living Area
Monday, August 25, 2008
My Pet Rock - Word Bank
igneous
molten
sedimentary
metamorphic
magma
chemical
organic
crystalline
sandstone
smooth
geologist
basalt
crystal
lava
layers
rough
granite
marble
clastic
quartz
limestone
hard
fossil
rock
molten
sedimentary
metamorphic
magma
chemical
organic
crystalline
sandstone
smooth
geologist
basalt
crystal
lava
layers
rough
granite
marble
clastic
quartz
limestone
hard
fossil
rock
My Pet Rock - Description
Today we bought pet rocks this is what mine looks like:
Her name is Sandy and has a sandish tint. It has two Skittle shaped eyes and her body shape is a triangluar pyramid shape. If lost and found, please give it back to Slinky Dragon, TPS.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Poem - The Owl and the Pussy Cat
The Owl and the Pussy-Cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat:
They took some honey, and plenty of money
Wrapped up in a five-pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
"O lovely Pussy, O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!
Pussy said to the Owl, "You elegant fowl,
How charmingly sweet you sing!
Oh! let us be married; too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?"
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the bong-tree grows;
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood,
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.
"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?" Said the Piggy, "I will."
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.
By Edward Lear
Edward Lear is a renowned poet but is also know for his skill in being an English artist, an illustrator and writer. Most of his literacy is nonsense but nevertheless, it still enchants readers today.
Born on the 12th of May, 1812, he was the 20th child in his family and was raised by older sister Ann. They left the family home together and set up a new one together as well. He started work as a serious illustrator and published his first work at the age of 19. From my sources, he had 22 works throughout his lifetime.
Lear was not a healthy person. He suffered from seizures which is when the body sort of moves in a sharp way. To add to the list was asthma, bronchitis and when he was older, partial blindness. Yet, from all this, he still had one of the most famous poems in the world. Neither did this stop him from teaching Queen Victoria for a time!
He died on the 29th of January, 1888, but he would be happy to know that his work still lives on and is being read by generations of children.


The Edward Lear and the Owl and the Pussy Cat
In a beautiful pea-green boat:
They took some honey, and plenty of money
Wrapped up in a five-pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
"O lovely Pussy, O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!
Pussy said to the Owl, "You elegant fowl,
How charmingly sweet you sing!
Oh! let us be married; too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?"
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the bong-tree grows;
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood,
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.
"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?" Said the Piggy, "I will."
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.
By Edward Lear
Edward Lear is a renowned poet but is also know for his skill in being an English artist, an illustrator and writer. Most of his literacy is nonsense but nevertheless, it still enchants readers today.
Born on the 12th of May, 1812, he was the 20th child in his family and was raised by older sister Ann. They left the family home together and set up a new one together as well. He started work as a serious illustrator and published his first work at the age of 19. From my sources, he had 22 works throughout his lifetime.
Lear was not a healthy person. He suffered from seizures which is when the body sort of moves in a sharp way. To add to the list was asthma, bronchitis and when he was older, partial blindness. Yet, from all this, he still had one of the most famous poems in the world. Neither did this stop him from teaching Queen Victoria for a time!
He died on the 29th of January, 1888, but he would be happy to know that his work still lives on and is being read by generations of children.


The Edward Lear and the Owl and the Pussy Cat
Questions & THRASS
1. 1,537
2. 40,000
3. 999,999
4. 8
The words I can think of now are:
bat
book
brink
probe
blink
bee
beak
bleak
but
because
babble
bubble
black
butter
butterfly
betrothed
ball
ballad
bag
back
boat
boast
bloat
blue
best
box
blank
bank
2. 40,000
3. 999,999
4. 8
The words I can think of now are:
bat
book
brink
probe
blink
bee
beak
bleak
but
because
babble
bubble
black
butter
butterfly
betrothed
ball
ballad
bag
back
boat
boast
bloat
blue
best
box
blank
bank
Thursday, August 21, 2008
What do you think?
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Extra Credit Challenge
First, think about nouns - you already know about proper and common nouns. Now it is time to study abstract nouns.
Look at the narrative writing instructions on my program.
Your topic is about a visit of a little girl to her grandmother. The grandmother wants to give her an important trinket or momento from her china cabinet.
Look at the narrative writing instructions on my program.
Your topic is about a visit of a little girl to her grandmother. The grandmother wants to give her an important trinket or momento from her china cabinet.
My Chinese Food Recipe
Traditional Tomato and Egg From China
Ingredients
4 tomatoes
4 eggs
sugar
salt
water
Method:
Ingredients
4 tomatoes
4 eggs
sugar
salt
water
Method:
- Cut the tomatoes in any way you prefer but as long as they are medium sized.
- Beat the eggs thoroughly.
- Heat a wok or a frying pan and put enough oil in it to scramble them but don't do it entirely.
- Quickly put the tomatoes in and very fast, put in about 2 tablespoons. Let them be there for about a minute.
- When the minute is done, put in the nearly cooked egg. Let it simmer.
- While it is simmering, put in 3 and a half teaspoons of sugar and a teaspoon of salt.
- Put this in a bowl and serve straight away.
This dish is a traditional from eastern China. It was put on rice as a quick lunch for school kids. It is still made today for children for dinner. This information comes from a very good friend of mine who taught me how to make it and if you try it, you'll think that it is one of the best dishes ever.
Games in the Hall
Monday, August 18, 2008
Documentation on Winter Projects
Day 1: Designed dragon on an A4 piece of paper. Coloured a bit of it.
10 mins
10 mins
Day 2: Put design on an A3 piece of paper. This is the size I want it. Coloured it.
50 mins
Day 3: Went down to the tip and bought some crockery and a wooden board. Glue has given me grout and grout sealer. Grout is the stuff you put in the cracks of the tiles. We also had tile clippers and glitter. Glitter can be put in the grout to make it sparkly. Glue also gave a rubber mallet to brake the tiles and crockery. Traced design.
1 hour and 50 mins
1 hour and 50 mins
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Something for a very special teacher........
Happy birthday Ms S! I will never forget this year that I have learnt so much from you!
Slinky
Happy Birthday Ms S! Hope you have a good one!
C.T
Happy Birthday Ms .S.!
I hope you get really good presents. Thank you for everything!!
Black Rabbit! :)
Happy birthday Ms Smyers!
I hope you have a good day!
From Fluffy
Happy Birthday Ms.S!
Hope you have a great one!
M.H
Happy Birthday Ms .S!
Hope you have a great day
A.B
Happy birthday Ms .S!
I hope all goes well with your birthday
J.B
Happy birthday Ms S
Hope you have a lovely birthday!
T.G
For more special messages go to Took's blog.
Slinky
Happy Birthday Ms S! Hope you have a good one!
C.T
Happy Birthday Ms .S.!
I hope you get really good presents. Thank you for everything!!
Black Rabbit! :)
Happy birthday Ms Smyers!
I hope you have a good day!
From Fluffy
Happy Birthday Ms.S!
Hope you have a great one!
M.H
Happy Birthday Ms .S!
Hope you have a great day
A.B
Happy birthday Ms .S!
I hope all goes well with your birthday
J.B
Happy birthday Ms S
Hope you have a lovely birthday!
T.G
For more special messages go to Took's blog.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Maths One
Slinky, I need this done please. I have the answers.
http://cemc2.math.uwaterloo.ca/wired_math//english/lessons/grade7/ECSetIGr7.pdf
http://cemc2.math.uwaterloo.ca/wired_math//english/lessons/grade7/ECSetIGr7.pdf
Class work for Week 4 - this week
Slinky, I have some work that needs to be completed by you. You may chose any of the activities, and must use your critical thinking skills and extend your thinking.
* I would like you to master this aspect of PSE6 please: http://www.photoshopelementsuser.com/ Scroll down to the tutorial on colour changing tools.
Then I need to see it in two digitally scrapbooked pages. You may need these skills for peer tutoring at school.
* Next, I need you to research, read, memorise parts, and tell me what you think in a good paragraph - Clancy of the Overflow. I want full details and if you can catch him when he has 5 minutes to spare, Mr. McL reads it aloud beautifully. It is important to hear it read aloud correctly, in order to come to understand it.
Why is it important? Who wrote it? What is it about? What are some of the themes? Where is it set? Which parts do you like best and why?
* I would like you to do a challenge, you may tell your classmate who does the challenges with you, he might like to research it at home - you know, R.
The challenge is on the topic of silk. Its origins, its uses, how it is made... full historic details please. I want this done properly, no rushing with it. It is an important thing, and I would like you to explore it in depth.
* I would like you to master this aspect of PSE6 please: http://www.photoshopelementsuser.com/ Scroll down to the tutorial on colour changing tools.
Then I need to see it in two digitally scrapbooked pages. You may need these skills for peer tutoring at school.
* Next, I need you to research, read, memorise parts, and tell me what you think in a good paragraph - Clancy of the Overflow. I want full details and if you can catch him when he has 5 minutes to spare, Mr. McL reads it aloud beautifully. It is important to hear it read aloud correctly, in order to come to understand it.
Why is it important? Who wrote it? What is it about? What are some of the themes? Where is it set? Which parts do you like best and why?
* I would like you to do a challenge, you may tell your classmate who does the challenges with you, he might like to research it at home - you know, R.
The challenge is on the topic of silk. Its origins, its uses, how it is made... full historic details please. I want this done properly, no rushing with it. It is an important thing, and I would like you to explore it in depth.
Message for Clue
SOSE stands for Studies of Society and Environment and what is the stuff that Na is good at making that we have sugar with? It is wrapped in leaves and in it has sticky rice and meat. I know what it is called but I can't spell it.
Monday, August 11, 2008
My English SOSE Activity
mascots
Olympic
track
panda
swallow
Beijing
represents
left
quality
honour
The Olympic ____________ in _____________are very unique. Each has a different ____________ and represents different sports. The first mascot, Beibei, design a fish and it represents aquatic sports. Jingjing is a _________ and represents judo, weightlifting and any other sport that was _______. The next one is Huanhuan and he looks like the _____________ flame and represents ball sports. Yingying is a Tibetan antelope and has the ____________ of representing all ___________ and field sports. The last one is Nini. Her design is a swallow__________ and ____________ gymnastics.
Olympic
track
panda
swallow
Beijing
represents
left
quality
honour
The Olympic ____________ in _____________are very unique. Each has a different ____________ and represents different sports. The first mascot, Beibei, design a fish and it represents aquatic sports. Jingjing is a _________ and represents judo, weightlifting and any other sport that was _______. The next one is Huanhuan and he looks like the _____________ flame and represents ball sports. Yingying is a Tibetan antelope and has the ____________ of representing all ___________ and field sports. The last one is Nini. Her design is a swallow__________ and ____________ gymnastics.
Friday, August 8, 2008
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Viewing - My Family and Other Animals Ep 4
1. When they show the fireflies, describe the camera shot – low, high, eye level or overhead shot.
high shot
2. What is causing the smell in Gerry’s room?
a real stuffed bat
3. When Gerry splashes water on Margo and Peter while they are kissing, where is the camera?
above them
4. What does Gerry call his new puppies?
Widdle and Puke
5. When the boat is launched, what happens to make Margo upset?
Peter fell out of the boat in his suit.
6. Draw Ulysses.
Ulysses is a baby owl all scruffy and white.
high shot
2. What is causing the smell in Gerry’s room?
a real stuffed bat
3. When Gerry splashes water on Margo and Peter while they are kissing, where is the camera?
above them
4. What does Gerry call his new puppies?
Widdle and Puke
5. When the boat is launched, what happens to make Margo upset?
Peter fell out of the boat in his suit.
6. Draw Ulysses.
Ulysses is a baby owl all scruffy and white.
Monday, August 4, 2008
Viewing - My Family and Other Animals Ep 3
1. In the beginning of episode 3, the Durrell family is in a building with Margo kissing the feet of a mummified saint. How can you tell the scene takes place in a church?
A: Stained glass, holy music
2. When the turtle is seen burying its eggs, is it a close up or a long shot?
A: close up
3. The Durrell family’s clothes are plain in comparison to those worn by the artists. Why?
A: Maybe because the artists are odd or that the family is poor.
4. What lighting is used to show that it is night time?
A: dark and white lighting
5. Draw the funny thing that makes all of Larry’s guests leave the house.
A: The scorpions in the match box made the guests go away
A: Stained glass, holy music
2. When the turtle is seen burying its eggs, is it a close up or a long shot?
A: close up
3. The Durrell family’s clothes are plain in comparison to those worn by the artists. Why?
A: Maybe because the artists are odd or that the family is poor.
4. What lighting is used to show that it is night time?
A: dark and white lighting
5. Draw the funny thing that makes all of Larry’s guests leave the house.
A: The scorpions in the match box made the guests go away
Viewing - My Family and Other Animals Ep 2
1. In episode 2, when they show the rat flea under the microscope, is it a close up shot or a long shot?
A: close up shot
2. What effects are used to show romance between Margo and her Turkish boyfriend?
A: romantic carrige ride, holding hand out of carrige, romantic music, red roses
3. Why isn’t it frightening when Mrs. Durrell holds up the knife to Leslie and Larry in the kitchen?
A: because it is used for cutting a cake
4. What sound effect does Spiro use to get Gerry’s attention when he picks him up from his lesson?
A: honking the horn
5. What does Gerry wear to his lessons with Theo?
A: formal clothes e.g straight jacket, black shoes, tie, pressed t-shirt and pants
6. What lighting do they use in the cinema when Margo is on her date?
A: white lighting x blue lighting
7. Is the movie they are watching in colour or black and white?
A: black and white
8. What is Margo holding in her arms after the movie?
A: flowers and sweets
9. How do they show there is no electricity inside the Durrell’s house?
A: fires, oil lamps, candles
10. List three animal sounds that you hear during this episode.
A: birds tweeting, dog barking, horse trotting
11. What colour are the eggs of the oil beetle?
A: yellow
A: close up shot
2. What effects are used to show romance between Margo and her Turkish boyfriend?
A: romantic carrige ride, holding hand out of carrige, romantic music, red roses
3. Why isn’t it frightening when Mrs. Durrell holds up the knife to Leslie and Larry in the kitchen?
A: because it is used for cutting a cake
4. What sound effect does Spiro use to get Gerry’s attention when he picks him up from his lesson?
A: honking the horn
5. What does Gerry wear to his lessons with Theo?
A: formal clothes e.g straight jacket, black shoes, tie, pressed t-shirt and pants
6. What lighting do they use in the cinema when Margo is on her date?
A: white lighting x blue lighting
7. Is the movie they are watching in colour or black and white?
A: black and white
8. What is Margo holding in her arms after the movie?
A: flowers and sweets
9. How do they show there is no electricity inside the Durrell’s house?
A: fires, oil lamps, candles
10. List three animal sounds that you hear during this episode.
A: birds tweeting, dog barking, horse trotting
11. What colour are the eggs of the oil beetle?
A: yellow
Viewing - My Family and Other Animals Ep1
1. Is this a film, a cartoon or a series?
A: series
2. This series can be described as:
- cartoon
- documentary
- true story
- fairy tale.
A: true story
3. Where is this series set:
- L.A. California
- London, England
- Corfu, Greece
- Sydney, Australia.
A: Corfu Greece
4. In the first episode when they show the Rose Beetle Man pulling beetles off his hat, is it done with a close up shot or a long shot?
A: close up
5. In the scene in the market, what is hanging in front of Spiro’s Mother’s face?
A: long, skinny fish
6. What technique is used to show it is time for a commercial?
A: a blank page, no sound or the title page is shown
7. When Achilles the tortoise is eating the strawberry is it a close up or a long shot?
A: close up
8. When they are looking up at Quasimodo the pigeon flying for the first time, what type of camera shot is it:
- high angle
- low angle
- eye level
- overhead shot.
A: high angle
9. Who is the producer?
A: Joe Waters
10. Who is the director?
A: Peter Barber - Flemming
11. What date was the series made?
A: LXXXVI 17 October 1987
A: series
2. This series can be described as:
- cartoon
- documentary
- true story
- fairy tale.
A: true story
3. Where is this series set:
- L.A. California
- London, England
- Corfu, Greece
- Sydney, Australia.
A: Corfu Greece
4. In the first episode when they show the Rose Beetle Man pulling beetles off his hat, is it done with a close up shot or a long shot?
A: close up
5. In the scene in the market, what is hanging in front of Spiro’s Mother’s face?
A: long, skinny fish
6. What technique is used to show it is time for a commercial?
A: a blank page, no sound or the title page is shown
7. When Achilles the tortoise is eating the strawberry is it a close up or a long shot?
A: close up
8. When they are looking up at Quasimodo the pigeon flying for the first time, what type of camera shot is it:
- high angle
- low angle
- eye level
- overhead shot.
A: high angle
9. Who is the producer?
A: Joe Waters
10. Who is the director?
A: Peter Barber - Flemming
11. What date was the series made?
A: LXXXVI 17 October 1987
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Poem - The Man From the Snowy River
There was movement at the station, for the word had passed around
That the colt from old Regret had got away,
And had joined the wild bush horses -- he was worth a thousand pound,
So all the cracks had gathered to the fray.
All the tried and noted riders from the stations near and far
Had mustered at the homestead overnight,
For the bushmen love hard riding where the wild bush horses are,
And the stock-horse snuffs the battle with delight.
There was Harrison, who made his pile when Pardon won the cup,
The old man with his hair as white as snow;
But few could ride beside him when his blood was fairly up --
He would go wherever horse and man could go.
And Clancy of the Overflow came down to lend a hand,
No better horseman ever held the reins;
For never horse could throw him while the saddle-girths would stand,
He learnt to ride while droving on the plains.
And one was there, a stripling on a small and weedy beast,
He was something like a racehorse undersized,
With a touch of Timor pony -- three parts thoroughbred at least --
And such as are by mountain horsemen prized.
He was hard and tough and wiry -- just the sort that won't say die --
There was courage in his quick impatient tread;
And he bore the badge of gameness in his bright and fiery eye,
And the proud and lofty carriage of his head.
But still so slight and weedy, one would doubt his power to stay,
And the old man said, "That horse will never do
For a long and tiring gallop -- lad, you'd better stop away,
Those hills are far too rough for such as you.
"So he waited sad and wistful -- only Clancy stood his friend --
"I think we ought to let him come," he said;
"I warrant he'll be with us when he's wanted at the end,
For both his horse and he are mountain bred."
"He hails from Snowy River, up by Kosciusko's side,
Where the hills are twice as steep and twice as rough,
Where a horse's hoofs strike firelight from the flint stones every stride,
The man that holds his own is good enough.
And the Snowy River riders on the mountains make their home,
Where the river runs those giant hills between;
I have seen full many horsemen since I first commenced to roam,
But nowhere yet such horsemen have I seen."
So he went -- they found the horses by the big mimosa clump --
They raced away towards the mountain's brow,
And the old man gave his orders,
"Boys, go at them from the jump,
No use to try for fancy riding now.
And, Clancy, you must wheel them, try and wheel them to the right.
Ride boldly, lad, and never fear the spills,
For never yet was rider that could keep the mob in sight,
If once they gain the shelter of those hills."
So Clancy rode to wheel them -- he was racing on the wing
Where the best and boldest riders take their place,
And he raced his stock-horse past them, and he made the ranges ring
With the stockwhip, as he met them face to face.
Then they halted for a moment, while he swung the dreaded lash,
But they saw their well-loved mountain full in view,
And they charged beneath the stockwhip with a sharp and sudden dash,
And off into the mountain scrub they flew.
Then fast the horsemen followed, where the gorges deep and black
Resounded to the thunder of their tread,
And the stockwhips woke the echoes, and they fiercely answered back
From cliffs and crags that beetled overhead.
And upward, ever upward, the wild horses held their way,
Where mountain ash and kurrajong grew wide;
And the old man muttered fiercely, "We may bid the mob good day,
No man can hold them down the other side."
When they reached the mountain's summit, even Clancy took a pull,
It well might make the boldest hold their breath,
The wild hop scrub grew thickly, and the hidden ground was full
Of wombat holes, and any slip was death.
But the man from Snowy River let the pony have his head,
And he swung his stockwhip round and gave a cheer,
And he raced him down the mountain like a torrent down its bed,
While the others stood and watched in very fear.
He sent the flint stones flying, but the pony kept his feet,
He cleared the fallen timber in his stride,
And the man from Snowy River never shifted in his seat --
It was grand to see that mountain horseman ride.
Through the stringy barks and saplings, on the rough and broken ground,
Down the hillside at a racing pace he went;
And he never drew the bridle till he landed safe and sound,
At the bottom of that terrible descent.
He was right among the horses as they climbed the further hill,
And the watchers on the mountain standing mute,
Saw him ply the stockwhip fiercely, he was right among them still,
As he raced across the clearing in pursuit.
Then they lost him for a moment, where two mountain gullies met
In the ranges, but a final glimpse reveals
On a dim and distant hillside the wild horses racing yet,
With the man from Snowy River at their heels.
And he ran them single-handed till their sides were white with foam.
He followed like a bloodhound on their track,
Till they halted cowed and beaten, then he turned their heads for home,
And alone and unassisted brought them back.
But his hardy mountain pony he could scarcely raise a trot,
He was blood from hip to shoulder from the spur;
But his pluck was still undaunted, and his courage fiery hot,
For never yet was mountain horse a cur.
And down by Kosciusko, where the pine-clad ridges raise
Their torn and rugged battlements on high,
Where the air is clear as crystal, and the white stars fairly blaze
At midnight in the cold and frosty sky,
And where around the Overflow the reedbeds sweep and sway
To the breezes, and the rolling plains are wide,
The man from Snowy River is a household word to-day,
And the stockmen tell the story of his ride.
Banjo Paterson
This long but interesting poem is set in Australia in the high mountains. It is about a young man who rides a small mountain pony. The young man rides with some other men to catch a horse that has escaped. Due to the size of him and his pony, they are first not welcomed but when the horse runs away to the wild and rugged mountain tracks this young man saves the horse. This proves that the size of one cannot stop them from pursuing their dreams and targets in life.
That the colt from old Regret had got away,
And had joined the wild bush horses -- he was worth a thousand pound,
So all the cracks had gathered to the fray.
All the tried and noted riders from the stations near and far
Had mustered at the homestead overnight,
For the bushmen love hard riding where the wild bush horses are,
And the stock-horse snuffs the battle with delight.
There was Harrison, who made his pile when Pardon won the cup,
The old man with his hair as white as snow;
But few could ride beside him when his blood was fairly up --
He would go wherever horse and man could go.
And Clancy of the Overflow came down to lend a hand,
No better horseman ever held the reins;
For never horse could throw him while the saddle-girths would stand,
He learnt to ride while droving on the plains.
And one was there, a stripling on a small and weedy beast,
He was something like a racehorse undersized,
With a touch of Timor pony -- three parts thoroughbred at least --
And such as are by mountain horsemen prized.
He was hard and tough and wiry -- just the sort that won't say die --
There was courage in his quick impatient tread;
And he bore the badge of gameness in his bright and fiery eye,
And the proud and lofty carriage of his head.
But still so slight and weedy, one would doubt his power to stay,
And the old man said, "That horse will never do
For a long and tiring gallop -- lad, you'd better stop away,
Those hills are far too rough for such as you.
"So he waited sad and wistful -- only Clancy stood his friend --
"I think we ought to let him come," he said;
"I warrant he'll be with us when he's wanted at the end,
For both his horse and he are mountain bred."
"He hails from Snowy River, up by Kosciusko's side,
Where the hills are twice as steep and twice as rough,
Where a horse's hoofs strike firelight from the flint stones every stride,
The man that holds his own is good enough.
And the Snowy River riders on the mountains make their home,
Where the river runs those giant hills between;
I have seen full many horsemen since I first commenced to roam,
But nowhere yet such horsemen have I seen."
So he went -- they found the horses by the big mimosa clump --
They raced away towards the mountain's brow,
And the old man gave his orders,
"Boys, go at them from the jump,
No use to try for fancy riding now.
And, Clancy, you must wheel them, try and wheel them to the right.
Ride boldly, lad, and never fear the spills,
For never yet was rider that could keep the mob in sight,
If once they gain the shelter of those hills."
So Clancy rode to wheel them -- he was racing on the wing
Where the best and boldest riders take their place,
And he raced his stock-horse past them, and he made the ranges ring
With the stockwhip, as he met them face to face.
Then they halted for a moment, while he swung the dreaded lash,
But they saw their well-loved mountain full in view,
And they charged beneath the stockwhip with a sharp and sudden dash,
And off into the mountain scrub they flew.
Then fast the horsemen followed, where the gorges deep and black
Resounded to the thunder of their tread,
And the stockwhips woke the echoes, and they fiercely answered back
From cliffs and crags that beetled overhead.
And upward, ever upward, the wild horses held their way,
Where mountain ash and kurrajong grew wide;
And the old man muttered fiercely, "We may bid the mob good day,
No man can hold them down the other side."
When they reached the mountain's summit, even Clancy took a pull,
It well might make the boldest hold their breath,
The wild hop scrub grew thickly, and the hidden ground was full
Of wombat holes, and any slip was death.
But the man from Snowy River let the pony have his head,
And he swung his stockwhip round and gave a cheer,
And he raced him down the mountain like a torrent down its bed,
While the others stood and watched in very fear.
He sent the flint stones flying, but the pony kept his feet,
He cleared the fallen timber in his stride,
And the man from Snowy River never shifted in his seat --
It was grand to see that mountain horseman ride.
Through the stringy barks and saplings, on the rough and broken ground,
Down the hillside at a racing pace he went;
And he never drew the bridle till he landed safe and sound,
At the bottom of that terrible descent.
He was right among the horses as they climbed the further hill,
And the watchers on the mountain standing mute,
Saw him ply the stockwhip fiercely, he was right among them still,
As he raced across the clearing in pursuit.
Then they lost him for a moment, where two mountain gullies met
In the ranges, but a final glimpse reveals
On a dim and distant hillside the wild horses racing yet,
With the man from Snowy River at their heels.
And he ran them single-handed till their sides were white with foam.
He followed like a bloodhound on their track,
Till they halted cowed and beaten, then he turned their heads for home,
And alone and unassisted brought them back.
But his hardy mountain pony he could scarcely raise a trot,
He was blood from hip to shoulder from the spur;
But his pluck was still undaunted, and his courage fiery hot,
For never yet was mountain horse a cur.
And down by Kosciusko, where the pine-clad ridges raise
Their torn and rugged battlements on high,
Where the air is clear as crystal, and the white stars fairly blaze
At midnight in the cold and frosty sky,
And where around the Overflow the reedbeds sweep and sway
To the breezes, and the rolling plains are wide,
The man from Snowy River is a household word to-day,
And the stockmen tell the story of his ride.
Banjo Paterson
This long but interesting poem is set in Australia in the high mountains. It is about a young man who rides a small mountain pony. The young man rides with some other men to catch a horse that has escaped. Due to the size of him and his pony, they are first not welcomed but when the horse runs away to the wild and rugged mountain tracks this young man saves the horse. This proves that the size of one cannot stop them from pursuing their dreams and targets in life.
Questions and THRASS
Easter Egg Hunt
1. 1 egg
2. 37
3. a, c, d
bin
fish
finish
him
rim
grimace
"We were going to catch some fish today," said dad. I grimace. That is what he always says. He said that he would make the rims of my glasses look shiny. He didn't. He said he would take my turn for taking out the bin on Monday. He didn't. He said he would finish my homework if I did the dishes. He didn't. Really, when will he ever do what he says?
1. 1 egg
2. 37
3. a, c, d
bin
fish
finish
him
rim
grimace
"We were going to catch some fish today," said dad. I grimace. That is what he always says. He said that he would make the rims of my glasses look shiny. He didn't. He said he would take my turn for taking out the bin on Monday. He didn't. He said he would finish my homework if I did the dishes. He didn't. Really, when will he ever do what he says?
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