Autumn Rhythm

For a Language Arts project we had to choose a specific painting by a famous artist. The painting is called Autumn Rhythm made by the abstract artist Jackson Pollock. Abstract paintings are kind of wild and disjointed, more like a random idea than a sophisticated painting.

It is an abstract splatter painting featuring white, black, and beige. This painting is also described as a drip painting.Jackson Pollock made his first drip painting in 1947, but this one was made in the October of 1950.

Jackson Pollock says “Painting is a state of being. … Painting is self-discovery. Every good artist paints what he is”.  Look at the Autumn Rhythm painting and think about what this says about Jackson Pollock’s character.  The painting is very chaotic and complex.

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Social Studies Project

For social studies everyone in grade five is choosing a Canadian community to research, prepare a report, and make a model about. The project is due on the fourteenth or fifteenth of December. I am doing a community in the Yukon called Watson lake with about one thousand five hundred people.
The Grade fours are doing cedars meet the sea, grade sixes are doing huge cities, and grade sevens are doing Ancient Mesopotamia.
On the due date (December fourteenth or fifteenth) the class will present their projects.

Cross Country

Today was the school district cross country meet! I ran in the run for peewee girls and it was 2.7 kilometers. This was my first year doing the long run and it was super hard. I don’t know how I placed or my time but I think I was around ninth place. There was a concession in the gym and about six schools came to run in the different races.

My dad and my Grandma came to watch me and my sister run in the cross country. I was really tired when I finished my run so I ate and drank a ton! I definitely will do cross country next year!

Science Fair!

On April 2nd there was a science fair at our school. I got first place in our science fair so now I get to move on and go to the regional science fair at NISS. The regional science fair is on April 9th and i’m really excited.  These are the projects I can remember:

  • Positive and Negative reinforcements
  • Lungs
  • Brain
  • How String Instruments Work
  • Lipstick
  • Muffins
  • Florescence
  • Rockets
  • High Tide
  • Coyotes
  • Owls
  • Whipped Cream Science
  • Embryology (Eggs)
  • Stethoscopes
  •  Yogurt
  • Static electricity
  • Leopards
  • Giraffes
  • Balance

There are so many more I can remember but there s not enough room to fit it in a post.  Everyone had a wonderful project.

SCIENCE

Book 2, Chapter 15: Ira Dreamlake

After Aiela’s death Framata had broken out of jail. When she got out she took a long, deep breath of fresh air. She realized she was not that far from the palace. She took the quickest route she knew; along Seaside Way. She spotted a beautiful girl walking beside her on the opposite side of the street. She had black waist length hair and a delicate face with almond shaped eyes and small, perfect lips. Her skin was so pale it almost looked white. Framata heard her murmer something and then water shot from her hand. Framata ran to her and said
“You can do magic!”
“Yes.” She said. She spoke with a slight french accent that seemed to add to her beauty.
“I need to take you to see Brigora!” said Framata.
“my name is Ira Dreamlake.” Said Ira.
“The legendary water elementalist!” Gasped Framata. Ira gave a small nod.

Teacher Strike

The teachers have been on strike all summer. Now we are supposed to be doing school but because the teachers are still on strike we are missing.
The news says that Vince Ready might come to the meeting next weekend. Hopefully the problem will be solved soon and we can go back to school!

Book 2, Chapter 14: Fernik

Brigora awoke laying on her side.  She opened her eyes.  Her face was pressed against soft, cool grass.  Her dress was slightly damp from the morning dew.  She saw a strand of white, tangled, messy hair and she realized it was her own.  Brigora sat up slowly and saw that she was sitting in front of a small pond.  She dipped her fingers in it and ripples disturbed the glassy surface of the pond.  She saw a bug out of the corner of her eye.  The bug looked strangely humanoid.  Then she realized that this was no bug… It was a fairy.  It was a girl.  The fairy flew towards her and asked, “How did you get here, human? This is Fernik, domain of the fairies. I am Krysta. Ekemal will have questions for you. Come.”  Brigora quickly made a cage of ice around the tiny being. She noticed that Krysta had short black hair and was wearing a red leotard. She had delicate see-through wings.  “What kind of curse has been placed upon you, human?” Asked Krysta.
Brigora fled, leaving Krysta in her cage of ice. She ran through a pond. As soon as her feet touched the surface of the water, the pond froze. Her power was growing.

Book 2, Chapter 13: Froejhma

“Froejhma,” said Lord Nefarious in his metallic, silky voice. “Your name shall be Froejhma.  It is in the language of the Caldese.  It means evil.  You have learned to speak Caldese, Coe.  From now on we speak to each other in Caldese.”
“Yes master- I mean sim yuu.” said the girl who once was named Coe.
“jii. Ti dac Caldese fikew,” said Lord Nefarious.
Suddenly a soft voice spoke.”You still ignore good. Your plan is hopeless. YOU WILL NOT FINISH THIS alive!”

 

Book 2, Chapter 12: A Game of Hide and Seek and a Friendly Face

Brigora was sprinting as fast as she could. A Merte was chasing her. The cold wind stung her cheeks and made her eyes water as she ran past. Then the Merte yelled gleefully, “Ready or not, here I come!”
Through gritted teeth Brigora said, “Not…Hide…And seek.” She let out a gasp. She wouldn’t be able to keep this up much longer. A strand of white hair flew in front of her face. Two hands gripped her waist and lifted her up from behind. Brigora fought and kicked, but could not get free. Then a door opened and slammed shut. The ground in front of her face turned from grass to wood floors. She was gently set down. Brigora was looking into the eyes of Elsaic.
“Miss me?” asked Elsaic. Brigora fell unconscious from exhaustion and surprise.