Her hair is as black as night
Eyes as soft as delicate down
She’s like a dove in a turquoise gown
With piercings of gold to be told
She watches raindrops smile and mould
A heart as pure as diamonds.
I devised this poem in Grade 4.
Bang! Crash! Boom! Splash! I had a great future ahead of myself, but if only I knew, what awaited me. It was 1849, and I was boarding a paradise from the looks of it. My few personal possessions sloshed around the unpromising looking ship. My name is Xiao, and here I tell you my story.
I examined my very simple, plain bed to-be. It was squished together with another dirty-looking bunk. Then my brother Ming came barging in. “Xiao! Quick, get you are bags, let us a go! The ship is a leave!”
And in doing so, my fog mask fell from my unzipped luggage full of going-off food and gold-digging tools. Not that I knew, that long ten years ago. I couldn’t even speak proper English.Continue reading “Wearisome Guilt”
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So approximately three days ago my cat caught a bird. He doesn’t usually catch birds…in fact he’s NEVER caught a bird before but I guess he was really hungry that day because earlier before he caught a large rat. In the morning, the only thing left of the rat was a severed foot and a few intestines. Fortunately, I wasn’t grossed out because I’ve seen rat intestines a thousand times before.
Here is an image:
To be fair, I drew this a long time ago but never thought the need to upload it. But, here it is, so enjoy!
P.S-This was drawn somewhere between November-December 2017
Author: Tui. T Sutherland
The lost Heir is from Tsunami’s Point of View, a Sea Wing dragonet part of the Great Dragonet Prophecy.
She can’t believe it’s finally happening. Tsunami and her fellow dragonets of destiny are journeying under the water to the great SeaWing Kingdom. Stolen as an egg from the Royal Hatchery, Tsunami is eager to meet her future subjects and reunite with her mother, Queen Coral.
But Tsunami’s return to the home she never knew doesn’t go quite the way she has always imagined. Queen Coral welcomes her with open wings, but a mysterious assassin has been killing off the queen’s heirs for years, and Tsunami may be the next victim. The dragonets came to the sea Kingdom for protection, but this ocean hides secrets, treachery-and perhaps even death.Continue reading “The Lost Heir, Wings of Fire Book Review”
As mentioned by the title, this is a watercolour cheetah. Since I don’t have white gouache, I used white acrylic paint for the whiskers. The whiskers remind me of abstract art; like a splash of colour. Enjoy!
Today, my Mum and I traveled by car all the way to the city to visit the National Gallery Victoria (NGV), just to scrutinize the ancient atavistic Chinese Qin Dynasty Terracotta Warriors. It’s genuinely difficult to imagine all those compositions of clay and raw material were made more than 2,000 years ago and suddenly dug up in the 1900s.
On the walls, there were many paragraphs indicating and explaining what the ancient artefacts were and their uses.Continue reading “NGV Terracotta Warriors Exhibition Expedition”