Tuesday, 28 July 2020

Telegrams - by Augustine

What I found out about telegrams:

A telegram is a message that is sent by telegraph, wire, and delivered to people in Morse code. 

A person calls the post office and says what they want to say. Then the office sends the message to the person that the caller wanted to speak to. The office writes it in Morse code then sends. And the person on the other end received the message and tries to figure out what it means.

I think that telegrams were used to pass messages around the world.

Friday, 24 July 2020

I've been Attacked - by Augustine

I’ve been ATTACKED

7:00 am, I woke up on the floor. I had a bad dream about people running, people dying and seeing blood all over the place. I got changed and went downstairs. I brushed my teeth, ate my breakfast and got ready to start a wonderful Saturday. 

At 10:00 am, I watched a movie on Netflix. It was a funny movie, with people running around like crazy. I saw people jumping, people laughing out loud, and people crying at the same time. I had a great time watching For 3 hours, until my mum came. The t.v went pitch black that’s when I saw my mum’s reflection, a very tired face, on the t.v. My sister ran up next to her smiling. Not a cute smile but an evil smile.Then I knew I had to do something else.

At 12:00 pm, My sister came outside with me. I asked her if she wanted to play rugby. She accepted. She kicked the ball, I caught the ball, I ran with the ball, and I pushed her over. I felt sorry for her. I asked her to stop crying, but she didn’t. Then my mum came out and I knew I was going to get into trouble, but she just looked at me, and went back inside.

At 1:00 pm, My sister and I were playing tag. It wasn’t that fun because there weren’t many people to play with and my sister is so slow. After a few minutes, I heard barking. Out of nowhere a dog leaped over a small fence. The dog was aiming for me and my sister. I had no choice but to push her out of the way.

After the attack.

At 3:00 pm, I woke up with blood all over me. I saw people running up to me. I saw my family hugging. I saw the ambulance and the police. Then after seeing all the blood on the grass and on myself, I passed out.

Around 5:00 pm, I opened my eyes and I saw cards, balloons and food in front of me. I feel stitches on my arm and legs. I feel like passing out again. But I don’t. My parents give me a hug and say that I was brave protecting my sister. I was proud of myself. I felt good and I felt like a proper big brother.