Tree planting at Waitahuna

At Waitahuna room 7 and 4 went to nick's  farm and did some flax planting. Some parents came with us, Marie and Mrs may. When we got there, we met Rachel and Grant Murray, Craig Simpson from Landcare, Keiran and Angus (the electric fisherman) we also met Matt from the department of conservation, Glenn (from the Sinclair Wetlands) she helped with planting and two ladies from the Otago regional council. We went on the 16th may and we left school at 9:30 and came back at 12:30. When we were planting, we planted flaxes along the river bank. We had to dig a hole and then we took a plant out of a black bag and then we put the plant in a hole, mashed the dirt up and stood on the dirt so the plant would not blow away. We wanted to help the fish and eels that live in the Waitahuna River so that they can have a place to live and have a healthier one too. The flaxes help the eels to hide, and they stop the banks from sliding in they also provide somewhere for the bugs to live so the eels can eat them. Planting flaxes will now make the river a better environment for a long time. While we were there, Keiran showed us an eel that he caught in a net that he set overnight he also showed us some electric fishing, which is when he used an electric current to stun the fish, so that they can catch them and look at them more closely. He told us that the bigger the fish, the more effect the electric shock would have on them. He showed us brown trout and a lamprey eel that he had caught earlier. Lamprey eels are very rare, and it was the first one Keiran had ever caught.

House on Fire

I see a tiny red light crackling through the window. It starts licking up the walls as it explodes with light and flames.

The sound makes me feel like I'm cooking sausages on a barbeque. The smoke is so thick that it stings my eyes. The flames grow higher and higher, and the walls fall down. Bits of the house melt off. As the fire's heat gets hotter and hotter, the walls get eaten by the flames. Now there’s only one wall left. Everything is gone now, it's just a small chimney and a massive pile of wood. The frame is black the walls are black. Gone. I would be sad if that were my home.