<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23188415</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:51:39.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caterina's  Diary</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Caterina's  Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324320168450172236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23188415.post-8747357059302170439</id><published>2008-09-07T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T14:41:35.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brooks’s birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I got up in bed Roma had gone to her hockey game and then Nina was up before me. Connie was baby sitting so it was only me and Nina. When we had breakfast mum told us what we had to do so we did all that then we went to get our horses. After lunch we did all the stuff we had to do on the horses and then Roma came home so we had to get Sunny ready for her. We had to wait and wait until Connie came but just before Connie came Brook came we had to meat her up on the airstrip but we were to late so she came to our place. When Connie home she got on Sunny and got the pig jumps out of her so Brook could ride her Rome rode Te Waiata. When we got her place we did a big treasure hunt on the horses but Roma did not come because she was too scared. So she went on the bikes with the boys. When we had come to the end of the treasure hunt the boys and Roma came down the road and Justin did a big skid all the horses got a big fright. Then we went down the road to get the treasure when we were down there we ate the sweets and we had frogs that was shaped as sweets and Penny my pony liked them. When we were going to go bark to Debby’s house my hands were really sore so Brook rode Penny and I got on a bike so we went home and had some food and then Roma, Connie, Nina and me went home we had to go really fast because we are going to have another party it was foe the cow shed. We put the horses a way and then got into nice cloths on and then we tided up and then some cars came. It was really late when all the people went home we watched two moves I finely went to bed.        &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23188415-8747357059302170439?l=caterinamakahu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/feeds/8747357059302170439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23188415&amp;postID=8747357059302170439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/8747357059302170439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/8747357059302170439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/2008/09/brookss-birthday.html' title='Brooks’s birthday'/><author><name>Caterina's  Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324320168450172236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23188415.post-8397178339166909288</id><published>2008-08-25T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T14:25:20.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mud fight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yesterday when I got up we watched a move and then after that we went out side because EB and Allen were doing the cow shed. We watched them for a little bit and then we throw mud at each other. We took for ages to stop it Roma throw the mud balls and I made them Nina was by herself so Roma hit her 10 times and Nina hit Roma 5 times it was first up to 10 so Roma won. Now I and Roma were on the top of the pile of mud Nina was on the ground so we throw mud at her and then she got hit a lot of times then she got up and then kept on throwing mud balls then we went down the pile of mud. A little while later we went down to the house and did some jobs then we got to watch a move. In the mooning I had a big sleep then we had breakfast that day I had a big sleep But that day I asked mum if I could have a lamb and she said yes but now I have to wait for every to get a lamb.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23188415-8397178339166909288?l=caterinamakahu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/feeds/8397178339166909288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23188415&amp;postID=8397178339166909288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/8397178339166909288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/8397178339166909288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/2008/08/mud-fight.html' title='mud fight'/><author><name>Caterina's  Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324320168450172236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23188415.post-9053890078221564348</id><published>2008-08-04T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T14:45:16.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Granny and Grandpa and Diana are going to come over.</title><content type='html'>When Granny and Grandpa and Diana are going to come over they are not going to bring coco I hope because last time they brought coco she killed one of our chickens. Any way Roma won’t able to see them only for one day. When they came when people came over they sometimes bring us something. I have not seen them for ages I like seeing them they do lots of stuff for all of us. They are nice When we come over to there place we got shopping a lot. When they come I hope it could be sunny because I want to show them how I can jump on penny and how we ride owe horse. Granny and Grandpa are going to drop Diana off and then go some where Diana is going to stay for a week and on the Friday  Granny and Grandpa is going to come over that day and Roma will be able to see them. They will go home after a week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23188415-9053890078221564348?l=caterinamakahu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/feeds/9053890078221564348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23188415&amp;postID=9053890078221564348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/9053890078221564348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/9053890078221564348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/2008/08/granny-and-grandpa-and-diana-are-going.html' title='Granny and Grandpa and Diana are going to come over.'/><author><name>Caterina's  Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324320168450172236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23188415.post-2299514205956455431</id><published>2008-07-27T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T14:32:20.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I went to camp we travel the first day. When we got there we UN paged and then fond our rooms then we UN paged the food then we made dinner we had I lot of food. When we went to bed I was very tired. In the mooning I got up and all the other guys were up but the boys were not up only Mr.Chapman was. We were going skiing it was really fun we drove there and then we got our boots and then we got our skis and then we got our poles the we went to have our lesson we did the lesson then we got ski down Happy Valley. I went up the chair left. I came down then I just stood there and then I fall over and I took for ever to get up but finally I got up and people crashed snow over me but they just got me and the I got a little cold. But it was very sunny that day. The next day we went to taupo and we did the maze and then lazier tag the we went to the prone place it was good fun I got 1prone then Rome got 4 prone. When we got home we had prone for dinner and a few other things to. I do not like prone. The next day we went to Happy Valley I did not like that day very mach because we had to go thought rain and snow I was very cold when we went home but we went home and the got some dry cloths on and the we got to watch a move it was cool we had dinner then went to bed the last day we got up and went to the rock climbing I was good at it but sometimes I fall that is all. When we were on the way home we had lunch and then we drove to the school and then we got to get out and then go home. When I got home I was really tied then I UN paged and then it was dinner time and then bed. it was the funniest camp I have every had.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23188415-2299514205956455431?l=caterinamakahu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/feeds/2299514205956455431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23188415&amp;postID=2299514205956455431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/2299514205956455431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/2299514205956455431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/2008/07/camp.html' title='Camp'/><author><name>Caterina's  Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324320168450172236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23188415.post-5443078440026845151</id><published>2008-06-23T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T14:21:06.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I rode penny yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We rod our horse yesterday and we went up the back and the horses were tired and when we got up to the top me and Connie went together and Roma and Nina went together because we split up in two me and Connie went to the back of the farm and then we could not fine the cow that we were looking for her number was 31 we went to Nina and Roma and they did not fined her. So we went to have a look at the front of the farm and there she was number 31 and 630 so we took both of them then we pushed them down so they go though the gate and so then we went to push them down the track and then when we got to the house we got the saddle off and then we went to put the horses in the paddock and then we went into the house to have some lunch and then we went onto the laptop and then we had to feed the horses then when we were finished then we went to have dinner and when we were finished that we went to bed and when we woke up in the mooning we went to school and then we went home we did not do very much we just cleaned the house and go on the laptop again and when dad came home from town we had dinner the nest day it was Justin’s birthday and me Angus and Scott was coming to the birthday I gave him $10 because we could not get him nothing and that is what I am going to give him today YeY.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23188415-5443078440026845151?l=caterinamakahu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/feeds/5443078440026845151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23188415&amp;postID=5443078440026845151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/5443078440026845151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/5443078440026845151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-rode-penny-yesterday.html' title='I rode penny yesterday'/><author><name>Caterina's  Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324320168450172236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23188415.post-6986516785751468084</id><published>2008-06-02T14:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T14:34:53.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going on a ride</title><content type='html'>Brook came to our house and then me and Roma went to get our horses and then we got on them and then me and Roma and Brook went to do some jumps I fooled Brook over the jump and then when I got over the jump Penny tripped and then I fall off and then I had to get bark on so I did and my bark really hart because it was hard grand that I fell on. But when I got dark &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;on we went up the hill to go throw some water then we got cold so we went dark down then we went inside to have some lunch then we got dark on our horses then we went on the road then we got up on a hill that was on Brook’s farm we went all the way round a track then up a step hill then onto a air strip then we rode across a field then down really step hill went had to get off for it. When we got down the hill we got on then we rode thought a grate then we were near Brook’s house when we got at there we went inside and saw inside of it Book’s Dad was panting so was her step Mum they were panting the hull in there house whirr then we went out side to get on the horses then we went up some hills and down some when we were going down a hill Roma had to do the Goth up then a cow came down the hill and Brook said that if spit came out of it’s moth it would chase you so Roma had to hurry up dut then Roma finish she got on then we went really fast down the hill then the cow stopped so in that time we went home then my stock did not feel very well so I had to go home with Book’s step Mum had to take me home and that was the end of my dig ride.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23188415-6986516785751468084?l=caterinamakahu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/feeds/6986516785751468084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23188415&amp;postID=6986516785751468084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/6986516785751468084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/6986516785751468084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/2008/06/going-on-ride.html' title='Going on a ride'/><author><name>Caterina's  Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324320168450172236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23188415.post-8037235308180915459</id><published>2008-05-18T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T14:55:47.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holladay’s</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the Holladay’s I went to stay with my nana and Granddads. Only Roma went on the first day we toned on the T.V then it was breakfast time and it was a yum breakfast and after that we went to watch T.V because there is nothing else to do. We stayed there for four day’s and three night’s it was really fun the fourth day we went to the pony club grows and we waited for a little bite then Mum, Nina and Connie came and they got there horses out and then Roma and I went to get owe horses that took about 10mines to get there and bark. When we got to pony club we got owe horses out and then we put there saddle on then we got on them then we went to get the horses going then it was owe ton. It was hard at first then it got easier so that meant we were getting better and better. We were just jumping little like 40 or 30 it was so easy we did that for the rest of the time but the person that   was teaching made it good so we did not get tide we did not. The nest day we did the same thing but the jumps were higher I do not have very much to tell you on this day because it was like the day before. That is the end&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23188415-8037235308180915459?l=caterinamakahu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/feeds/8037235308180915459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23188415&amp;postID=8037235308180915459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/8037235308180915459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/8037235308180915459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/2008/05/holladays.html' title='Holladay’s'/><author><name>Caterina's  Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324320168450172236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23188415.post-8867510156210415812</id><published>2008-05-12T14:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T14:14:02.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the weekends</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;On the first day of the weekend’s mum had to take Nina and Connie to a netball and so they went to do that and Roma had to go to hokkye dad took Roma to Cries so he could take Roma to hokky. I was getting the stuff for the nest day I got all my take ready then I went to get Penny to pretis on her tnen I did some jumping then I had to tie her up so I could have lunch when that was dun I went to get on Penny again and I went to go and do some dresrg so I got on her and went down to the ring when I had dun that a went bark I gave Penny a big wash down and then I put her bark in the paedik. Dad toode me if I wanted to have a tea and I said yes and he said if I wanted to go with him to go and run the dogs so after dad and me had finish own tae we went to go and run the dogs we went up the bark and we got a goat and took it home with us it got dragd some times. That was very a nowing. When we got home mum and Connie were home so we had dinner and went to bed. In the mooning we got up and went to a show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23188415-8867510156210415812?l=caterinamakahu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/feeds/8867510156210415812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23188415&amp;postID=8867510156210415812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/8867510156210415812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/8867510156210415812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-weekends_8973.html' title='In the weekends'/><author><name>Caterina's  Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324320168450172236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23188415.post-6226853605767020369</id><published>2008-04-17T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T18:15:27.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A great term</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Term 1 Highlights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PMI was fun and I learned lots of stuff and I got to know what to do and I was not very good at the start then I got in to it and we had to do two.&lt;br /&gt;Maths was fun I got to learn lots of stuff and I learned about circles and shapes and perimeter and slides flips and turns.  It was hard sometimes and sometimes not.  I learned lots of stuff when I do Mathematics.&lt;br /&gt;I am going well learning about the body and all the bones and the muscles and Dad is going to come and cut a sheep up and we are going to look how the stuff inside the body works. Kelly thinks it is gross but I do not. I did not know all the bones in the body but now I do it was fun learning about the body, well for me it was.&lt;br /&gt;We have Beach Ed every year but last year I did not go because I was sick.  There are lots of things that you have to remember like staying in between the flags and stay sun smart. I do not now if we are going to have it next year.  It is fun to.&lt;br /&gt;We have two teachers and one of them teaches art is fun and it is my best thing at school.  We have to do all sorts of things and I practice sometimes just to get the hang of it.  It is really easy to get the hang of it but I was not very good at it at first then it was fine.&lt;br /&gt;I do not do athletics but we have to do it at school because if we have the real thing. I do not go to athletics because I have other things to do.&lt;br /&gt;Reading is alright because I am not very good at it. I am getting better at it.  We have 5 things to do on reading. I am with Maddy.&lt;br /&gt;I do tennis practice.  And I am going to do it next year.  We do Big Jon coaching.&lt;br /&gt;I do swimming and its fun.  I just finished it yesterday.  I do it on the first term.  When I go there mum is not there so I have to go and ask Amy and it is so annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23188415-6226853605767020369?l=caterinamakahu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/feeds/6226853605767020369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23188415&amp;postID=6226853605767020369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/6226853605767020369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/6226853605767020369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/2008/04/great-term.html' title='A great term'/><author><name>Caterina's  Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324320168450172236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23188415.post-5433266854699377577</id><published>2008-04-03T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T14:47:09.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Better Living In The Country!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I like living in the country because there are smaller schools. And you get more friends. You can get them easier when you are in a smaller school.&lt;br /&gt;I have more things to do in the country. Like ride a horse, move sheep and cows on the motor bike and play with the animals. You can ride your bike around more places. You can have lots of dogs even more that you have in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get money from SPARC when you have to drive a long way to sports. It is good because my mum really liked getting money for petrol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animals get more grass and the farm gets lots of rain when you live by a mountain. You can get brown grass sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Families don’t need to speed much money if you live on the farm. It is better for families living on the farm because there&lt;/span&gt; is not as much no&lt;/span&gt;ise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23188415-5433266854699377577?l=caterinamakahu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/feeds/5433266854699377577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23188415&amp;postID=5433266854699377577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/5433266854699377577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/5433266854699377577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/2008/04/beitstter-living-in-couits-better.html' title='It&apos;s Better Living In The Country!'/><author><name>Caterina's  Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324320168450172236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23188415.post-5093051828129327318</id><published>2008-03-27T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T15:45:22.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why can't food be free</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think food should be free. Some families can’t afford good food, farmers could get more meat at once, the government could control food supplies and supermarkets could give out all the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If food was free all families would get enough to eat.  No children would go to school hungry.  Families could eat healthy food because fruit and vegetables are free.  Also families would have more money to spend on other things.  They could spend money on going overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food can be free all the time because farms get food from the farm. They don’t need to go all the way to town. It makes them stronger and fitter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government can get lots of food because they normally live in town and they don’t need to have money for people that work. They will have lots of money for other stuff too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supermarket owners will make money from the government and they can get food from their shop when they need food, then they have lots of money for other stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you read my essay I’m sure you now agree with me. My points about families, government, supermarket and farmers were so strong. Let’s make food be free!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23188415-5093051828129327318?l=caterinamakahu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/feeds/5093051828129327318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23188415&amp;postID=5093051828129327318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/5093051828129327318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/5093051828129327318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-cant-food-be-free.html' title='Why can&apos;t food be free'/><author><name>Caterina's  Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324320168450172236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23188415.post-7944582411763998088</id><published>2008-03-19T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T14:19:36.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Penny was gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had penny for wail and then I had to give her bark because Shayna. Her big horse had a sore foot so we&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;gave penny bark and I had my last rid on her and then we put her in the horse float and went it was sad. They got her bark because she wonted to go to the zone games. I am going to get her bark at the end of much. Then I am going to a show and it will be hard to get a saddle. Roma is going to the show to and it is going to be fun and it is on April the 19 I have 5 robins at the moment I am going to go to my fist one day event it is going to be fun and I am on lend rain. When Penny was gone I felt sad I am going to get her bark soon. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23188415-7944582411763998088?l=caterinamakahu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/feeds/7944582411763998088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23188415&amp;postID=7944582411763998088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/7944582411763998088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/7944582411763998088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/2008/03/when-penny-was-gone.html' title='When Penny was gone'/><author><name>Caterina's  Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324320168450172236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23188415.post-1212502597319420784</id><published>2008-03-03T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T12:45:41.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My trip to Christchurch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It In the holidays I went on a trip to Christchurch.  We woke up and got packed and started to go.  We went to the ferry and went up a ramp.  Then we got out of the car and went up some steps to sit down.  We waited for a wee while then the ferry started moving.  Then a movie came on.  It was Nancy Drew and then Spy Kids 2 played too.  Then me and Nina went out side it was wined we went up top it was really wined up there. When we got there we went down the steps to the car and drove out of the friar and went to granny and gapers when we got there was only granny there .because gaper was out with some or owe cousins so we stayed with gunny for a fur knights then the nest day Grandpa came home with some of our cousins. They came home and stayed with us for one night and in the morning they woke us up and said good bye and went to the airport and fly to Texas .then we went to the beach and had a swim it was fun we stayed with a Them for a week. At the end of the week we drove to Blenheim and we sow a bush fire on the way. Then we kept on diving and got to the ferry and went to Wellington stayed at aunty K’s  for a night and in the mooning we went home.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23188415-1212502597319420784?l=caterinamakahu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/feeds/1212502597319420784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23188415&amp;postID=1212502597319420784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/1212502597319420784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/1212502597319420784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-trip-to-christchurch.html' title='My trip to Christchurch'/><author><name>Caterina's  Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324320168450172236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23188415.post-1167975933406883046</id><published>2007-05-17T18:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T18:21:09.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sEgYNzVAXSg/Rkz_eB1s2-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/5NmdjyLnVPM/s1600-h/IMG_4773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065704572239797218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sEgYNzVAXSg/Rkz_eB1s2-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/5NmdjyLnVPM/s200/IMG_4773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;At school we had to build some new computer desks. When we start making the desk we thought that it was going to be exiting but when we first got the stuff out, we were so confused about the instructions!&lt;br /&gt;Then the first thing we had to do was to get into two groups. In one group we had Connie, Justin, Roma and Maddy. In the other group we had Kelly, Angus, Caterina and Scott. Our team was with Kelly.&lt;br /&gt;The first thing we had to do was trying to figure out which way the boards had to go. On our one we did one thing wrong. We put a board up side down but it didn’t really show.&lt;br /&gt;It took about the time from morning tea to lunch.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23188415-1167975933406883046?l=caterinamakahu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/feeds/1167975933406883046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23188415&amp;postID=1167975933406883046&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/1167975933406883046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/1167975933406883046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/2007/05/at-school-we-had-to-build-some-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Caterina's  Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324320168450172236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sEgYNzVAXSg/Rkz_eB1s2-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/5NmdjyLnVPM/s72-c/IMG_4773.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23188415.post-6876490756328787161</id><published>2007-05-03T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T15:48:27.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;On Monday I woke up to go to camp. I put my clothes on. Then I had breakfast, and then I went to camp. At first we played on the playground.&lt;br /&gt;Then we got called into the dining room. We had to sit on the chairs. Carolynne told us all the rules and the boundaries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sEgYNzVAXSg/RjpmIla4MMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wjFFYivt3Kg/s1600-h/Caterina+archerey.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060469428974006466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sEgYNzVAXSg/RjpmIla4MMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wjFFYivt3Kg/s200/Caterina+archerey.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We did archery at first, I nearly got a bulls-eye but I missed it. The next thing we did was play on the playground. Then Miss Hooper unlocked the flying fox. It was very fun because we got to go very fast on it. She pulled us back and then let us go.&lt;br /&gt;After the flying fox did Orienteering. My group was Maddy and Tyler. We had to find these little red things all around the camp. We had to press this button so that little pointy things went into the paper, to see if it was right and it was. Then we had lunch with the older kids. There were some wasps and they liked our food.&lt;br /&gt;Then we played predator. I was a duck. All the kids wearing orange bibs could eat me. I had to find 3 waters and 3 foods but I only got 2 foods and no waters. Nina, Kristal, Angus, Shane and Jodie caught me. I nearly got touched by Callum. He was RABIES!&lt;br /&gt;After predator Bushman Bob talked to us for a little bit in the hall where we could see the deer and the goat up on the wall. Then we went on his motorbike trailer to where we were going to make bivvies. We had to walk though trees for a bit then there was a place to build a bivvie. We had to get some sticks (we had to cut them down).We had to make Bushman’s pegs and Bushman’s needles. We put the needles in and out of the black plastic, and the pegs made it stay down. The Bushman’s pegs look like Y’s. We put the pegs into the black plastic and hammered them into the ground with a big block of wood. When we had made the bivvie we all went inside and did the water test. Bushman Bob poured water all over us. It was cool. We didn’t get wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was really fun and I couldn’t wait until Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday the first thing we did was the flying fox. Miss Hooper unlocked the flying fox. We all had turns on it. She pulled us back each time we had a go. She counted up to 3 then let us go. I went really fast.&lt;br /&gt;River study was the next thing. Mr Archer took us and he was really nice. We had to split into groups. My group was Kieran and Conner. Mum was helping us and Sam was too. We got a scrubbing brush and a sieve we had to brush the grass in the water and all the little animals went into the sieve. We caught heaps of 3-tailed mayflies, some sandfly larvae, 3 stick bugs and snails.&lt;br /&gt;We did games after that. We got a big parachute and we held an end each. When Miss Hooper called mushrooms we all pulled the tent up and when she called a person wearing something we ran in and out again. The next thing we did was croquet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sEgYNzVAXSg/RjpmCVa4MLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_l3rlnniKY/s1600-h/caterina+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060469321599824050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sEgYNzVAXSg/RjpmCVa4MLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_l3rlnniKY/s200/caterina+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;The next thing we did team building activities. We did balancing on the platform; we had to make sure we could balance each other so the platform didn’t touch the ground. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060469617952567506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sEgYNzVAXSg/RjpmTla4MNI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-IPYLUz6Wms/s200/Caterina+flying+fox.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23188415-6876490756328787161?l=caterinamakahu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/feeds/6876490756328787161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23188415&amp;postID=6876490756328787161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/6876490756328787161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/6876490756328787161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/2007/05/on-monday-i-woke-up-to-go-to-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Caterina's  Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324320168450172236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sEgYNzVAXSg/RjpmIla4MMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wjFFYivt3Kg/s72-c/Caterina+archerey.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23188415.post-115888208268246079</id><published>2006-09-21T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T16:41:22.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Feelings Poem&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You have to write a poem that tells how you feel about something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scared&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel scared when I see some goats,&lt;br /&gt;I feel scared when I see some giants in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haiku (Japanese nature poem)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has to have 5 syllables in the 1st line, 7 in the 2nd and 5 in the 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mountains&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mountains have white snow,&lt;br /&gt;Mountains erupt people run,&lt;br /&gt;Clouds circle the top.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23188415-115888208268246079?l=caterinamakahu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/feeds/115888208268246079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23188415&amp;postID=115888208268246079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/115888208268246079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/115888208268246079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/2006/09/poetry.html' title='Poetry'/><author><name>Caterina's  Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324320168450172236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23188415.post-114790893418161315</id><published>2006-05-17T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T16:59:08.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cool kites</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5443/2370/1600/DSC00569.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5443/2370/1600/DSC00569.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5443/2370/1600/DSC00569.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5443/2370/1600/DSC00569.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5443/2370/1600/DSC00569.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5443/2370/1600/DSC00569.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5443/2370/1600/DSC00569.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5443/2370/1600/DSC00569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5443/2370/320/DSC00569.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5443/2370/1600/DSC00569.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5443/2370/1600/DSC00569.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5443/2370/1600/DSC00569.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;It was hard work when we made kites at our school. When all the other the kites were done we made a dragon kite and Georjah I made the face of the dragon kite. When we had finished all the kites we flew them. There was not much wind. Justin and i made a fish kite together and it did not fly good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23188415-114790893418161315?l=caterinamakahu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/feeds/114790893418161315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23188415&amp;postID=114790893418161315&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/114790893418161315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/114790893418161315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/2006/05/cool-kites.html' title='cool kites'/><author><name>Caterina's  Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324320168450172236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23188415.post-114670139245955977</id><published>2006-05-03T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T17:14:50.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotorua Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5443/2370/1600/IMG_0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5443/2370/320/IMG_0042.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the weekend before we went on camp we were packing our bags.  I had lost my togs but later I found them I studied the camp packing list with Mum and we packed all the gear that we needed.  I had heaps of gear and we struggled to fit everything in the bag!.  We put the bags in the car and traveled to school.  We took all our sleeping bags, pillows, blankets and bags into the transit trailers.  The vans were called Tracy and Troy Transit.  I Traveled in Tracy Transit.  The vans looked high and had stripes.  Tracy had blue stripes and had a trailer that kept on opening!  Troy had black stripes and had the same trailer but it had writing on it.  After we had put all the gear in the trailers I got a jacket that was green and had diamonds on it with white stripes on the sleeves.  I got in Tracy Transit and sat down.  Mr. Chapman and Pat got in the vans to drive to Rotorua.  It was a while before we got to a very windy part on state highway 43 when we got a rest because someone was felling sick.  Then we got to the metal part of the road on the way to Taumarunui and Claire was felling sick.  Claire didn’t want to stop though because she just opened the window.  The next stop was in Taumarunui where we stop to go to the toilet and then we went to a playground where we had lunch.  I went on the monkey bars that were painted blue.  We stayed at the playground for a while and then we continued on.  Nina was listening to music in Tracy Transit.  Nina found a sign when you could start to smell the sulpher, the sign said “Welcome to the Bay of Plenty” and Nina said that it was the Bay of stinky!  The sulpher smelt like rotten eggs! After seven hours of travel we finally got to Rotorua then it took about 5 minutes to get to the Blue Lake from Rotorua.  When we got there mum and some other adults said the lake was beautiful.  When we found our cabins we had to make our beds and got some clothes out so we could get our pajamas’ ready.  For tea we had delicious spaghetti bolognaise and for pudding we had ice cream.  After tea we had to wash our dishes in the kitchen sink.  Then we went back to our cabins and brushed our teeth then we went to sleep because we were tired from traveling.  I had a bad sleep that night because I noisy cabin mates!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday we got up and we had some free time and then we had to get our plates to go down and have breakfast.  When we got down there I noticed that there was a spa beside the building that we ate at.  When we got in and got our food I sat down.  When we had finished we washed our dishes and got in Tracy to go the buried village.  The buried village was called Te Wairoa.  When we got to the buried village it was raining.  We stood outside the shop and café on the deck until we were told to go inside.  When we got inside we had to put our bags/daypacks on the deck under the veranda on the entrance to the buried village.  After we put our bags on the deck we went to the buried village museum.  When we got in the museum we had a look at the bits and pieces that were rescued from the ash.  We saw the posters and paintings on the walls.  I took some photos.  There was a movie that was in a made up Rotomahana hotel and there was a TV inside it and it had a movie on it.  I watched the movie.  When we got outside we saw a building with photos of people that were in the Tarawera eruption.  Then we saw heaps of old broken buildings that had been buried in the eruption.  The next thing we saw was the trout in the stream and we fed them with food that Mr. Chapman gave us.  Then we saw this weird path that kept on having danger signs on it.  When we got down the steepest bit I saw the waterfall that dropped for 5 meters.  Then we continued on and we stopped at the café to wait for the others.  When the others got up I bought something at the shop.  When we had had something to eat we went back in the vans to have a barbeque lunch at camp I had a good lunch.  Then we went to the Hydroslides leisure world first we went on the Hydroslides.  I went on the blue on first with an adult.  It felt good going down but I hit my head lots of times.  Later on I went on the red one.  It was better than the blue one because it wasn’t so fast or cold.  Then I went on the black hole.  When I got in the black one I was a little bit scared because I couldn’t see.  I did a little scream.  When I got to the bottom I was afraid that I would squash someone that was at the bottom of the pool.  I went on the black one heaps of times.  After the Hydroslides we went back to camp and waited until we had to go to pizza hut.  At pizza hut the man came out and showed us everywhere around the kitchen and told us what he did.  We saw the massive fridge and dough maker that they made the pizzas with.  When we had finished the tour we folded the pizza boxes but it was pretty tricky.  Then we got a plate and chose our dinner.  I had pizza, pasta, chips and sauce.  It was very nice and delicious.  I had ice cream and cake for pudding.  After pizza hut we went back to camp and played grandpa’s green undies.  Nina always laughed.  It was a funny game.  After the games we washed our teeth and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday we got up and did our morning routine.  After we did our morning routine we were off to the Rotorua museum.  When we got there we were greeted by a man that worked for Rotorua museum and he put a sticker on our shirt.  Then we talked about the rules for the museum.  When we got in the building we learnt about the Tarawera eruption then we got a worksheet and we only got to get to do half of it because we had to watch another movie about the Tarawera eruption.  When the earthquakes were happening the seats moved, shook and went up and down.  The movie showed the Rotorua museum that used to be the Rotorua bath house.  After we had lunch at Lake Rotorua we went to Te Puia.  When we got there all the parking was taken up and Mr. Chapman and Pat had to take the vans to a park a little further down. While Mr. Chapman and Pat were parking the vans we went to the Marae at Te Puia and waited for Mr. Chapman and Pat while a lady was talking about the rules of the Marae. When Mr. Chapman and Pat caught up to us and the lady had finished talking we went onto the Marae.  There were two schools that were there including us.  The schools went through the side door and the visitors went through the front door.  We saw all the Maori people doing dances and telling stories.  When the cultural show was over we saw the weaving and carving workshops.  At the carving workshop the wood that the carvers were using was pine from Taranaki.  After we saw the workshops we went to see the geysers.  The geysers were boiling hot.  Down the side of the bank by the geysers there were some little mini terraces.  Also on the side was heaps of solpher.  After I had seen the bottom side of the geysers I went up to the top lookout.  After we had looked at the geysers we went back up the track to where the Maria was.  There we met a lady that taught us to weave flowers.  I made a flower.  After we had finished at Te Puia we got in the vans and went back to camp to get our togs.  After we had got our togs we went to Waikite hot pools and the water was very warm.  There was a boiling stream that came from a boiling spring.  I went to see the boiling spring.  Then we went back to camp and had takeaways for tea.  Then we had free time and then it was bed time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday we got up and we did our morning routine and then we left camp to go to the Luge.  When we arrived we went into the building and waited for Roma and Pat because the fuel in the car that they were driving had nearly run out of fuel so they had to go to a petrol station.  When they arrived we went up to the top of the hill in a gondola.  We arrived at the café and Mr. Chapman gave us our tickets and I went down the intermediate track.  We all had four turns and it was very fast.  It was a very good felling going down the Luge.  I kept on passing people down the Luge.  I went really fast on the luge and I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;  When we had finished at the Luge we went back to camp and we had lunch there.  We got into our togs and we went down to the lake.  0n the biscuit I got water in my face.  It was fast.  I didn’t do water skiing because I didn’t feel like it.  I saw Mr. Chapman doing water skiing.  Mr. Chapman could not get up on his skis so he took off his wetsuit and he was just in his tog shorts.  Mr. Chapman still could not get up on his skis so he took off his life jacket and then he finally got up on the skis.  Then we said goodbye to the man and went back to camp to have tea and play a game.  Then we went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;On Friday we packed up all our gear and put it in Tracy and Troy’s trailers.  Then we had breakfast and started traveling.  We traveled for a while and then Mr. Chapman and Pat missed a turn off so we had to turn around and go back to where the turn off was.  When we got to Pio Pio we stopped for a rest and got an ice block.  When we arrived in Taranaki Sylvia wanted the radio to be on but she had to wait until we were further into Taranaki for it to work.  The travel was very boring.  When we got to Stratford we kept on going until we got home.  When we got to Makahu we met the people that were picking us up and then we went home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23188415-114670139245955977?l=caterinamakahu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/feeds/114670139245955977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23188415&amp;postID=114670139245955977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/114670139245955977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/114670139245955977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/2006/05/rotorua-camp.html' title='Rotorua Camp'/><author><name>Caterina's  Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324320168450172236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23188415.post-114116872536211703</id><published>2006-02-28T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T16:57:15.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caterina's  Diary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4075/2370/1600/web%20logs%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4075/2370/320/web%20logs%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Caterina and I go to Makahu School. I am 5 years old. I like riding my bike and riding horses. At school I like Maths, fitness, and reading. I like playtime and lunchtimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23188415-114116872536211703?l=caterinamakahu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/feeds/114116872536211703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23188415&amp;postID=114116872536211703&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/114116872536211703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23188415/posts/default/114116872536211703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caterinamakahu.blogspot.com/2006/02/caterinas-diary.html' title='Caterina&apos;s  Diary'/><author><name>Caterina's  Diary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324320168450172236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
