Daniella Hulmes

Daniella Hulme was a girl that loved painting, drawing and doing stuff associated with art. But there was something wrong. When she was young her parents didn’t support her choice of becoming an artist, they thought she wouldn’t make a good amount of money from it. She was a nurse for a few years of her life but when she got married she kept on talking about art. Her husband got sick of it so he brought her an easel, paint and art essentials. He ALSO enrolled her in an art class.

Her motivation was joy and happiness. Daniella wanted happiness to homes in the world so she loved working with bright, vibrant colours. The medium she used was oil and acrylic paint because she loved the texture, smell, feel and depth of the colour. And also you could work longer with the colours.  

Her inspiration was her husbands culture (Samoa) because she loved the islands. If you have a look at her paintings you’ll see the Pacific iconography.  

The Best of 8 Years!

As every class from Pt England school settled down in the hall, Mr Burt said a little speech, informing us where the toilets would be, and telling us the boundaries of where we could  play. You must be wondering what I was talking about?

It was Friday the 24th of February and Pt England School was just about ready to head off to the Pt England Beach for a wonderful picnic. Why? Well at the beginning of each year we have a school picnic, where we just have a wonderful time together. Playing games, sports, swimming, listening to music, having lunch together.... Yupp! That’s the type of picnic I was talking about.

Our class, room 20 stood up and peeled away and started walking to our destination.  Each class did the same and not so long after we were all on our way to the beach. It was only down the road.
“The grass is a bit wet so you could all just kneel down” Mr Burt spoke through the loud speaker. We knelt down in our class rows while he reminded us about safety, and a few other things.

Strolling down the foot path, my friends and I found a spot to sit. The grass was still a tad wet, though the sun was out. I looked around and saw Sylvia laying down on her school jacket. Crouching down I whipped through my bag and found my jacket as well, laid it out and sat down. Exhausted from all the walking!

Music started to blast out from the loud speakers. “OMG!!! Yaay, MUSIC!!” some random kid desperately shouted. The voice came from behind my back, I didn’t bother turning around to see who it was. “Seriously, was whoever that was, THAT desperate for music” whispering to Sylvia, who was sitting down next to me.

It was half time and we were really enjoying ourselves. The girls (Sylvia, Selena, Seini-Mino and Athena) had all had been playing kicks and passes with softballs and rugby balls. I just sat there watching them. Pretty funny at times when the softball hit someone's hand. “Owww” Athena shouted. I couldn’t control my laughter.

Many funny things happened during this picnic. All my friends were having fun. I had an amazing time. The sky was starting to turn dim, not so long after, rain was spitting. My cold, bare arms started to make me shiver. There was 1 hour left before school was finished so all of Pt England grabbed their bags and all their things to start the walk back down to school.

That had been one of the best picnics so far. Actually it was the best!! I’m glad because that was my last. If only colleges had picnics like Pt England did.

Geometry - Translation

Geometry is something new to all the year 7's in room 20. Today we created a grid and tessellated a shape. The image you see above is the one I have created. I moved my shape 4 down and 4 across, so this means I did 4x4. Room 20 created this grid using Google Drawing and it has really helped us because I think that doing geometry on google drawing is easier than doing it in your maths book.

Today I have learnt that translation means moving a shape or something without rotating, resizing, flipping or anything else. Room 20 will be doing more translation later on this term/year.

Picnic vs Friends

“What are you planning to do over there? Are you going to have a swim?” Selena whispered in my ear. I said no since I had overheard that the water at the reserve was polluted. My friends and I were chattering excitedly due to the muttering that Mr Burt was having with the other teachers. The whole school sat in the hall waiting for a reply from Mr Burt.

Every year the whole school went to the Pt England Reserve to have a picnic. Guess what? Today was the day, 25th of March was the date Mr Burt had chosen for our picnic.

One by one every class went out of the hall and started heading down towards the reserve. I heard a lot of people growing restless and impatient. fifty metres away and then...BANG! The music will start and the picnic will start rocking!

My class, room 20 found a nice tree which provided shelter, to sit under. The view we had was of the water, it was shining in the sun and it was absolutely STUNNING! The glow on the sea was like a shining crystal.

Santy joined my friends and I for the fun that we were having. Toreka managed to get a mat for us to relax on. The wind was blowing hard so it created the mat to form a wave over our heads, as if we were in a tsunami. All this time we were laughing and having a lovely time.

The day had flown as if it was a plane from over our head just vanishing from the sky into the clouds. I’d had an wonderful time relaxing and having fun with my friends. “It has been, one of the best days of my life” Selena murmured into my ear.