WWI FACT FILE- Gallipoli
The Gallipoli Campaign, also known as the Battle of the Dardanelles, took place from 25 April 1915 - 9 January 1916.
It was fought between the British and French Allies and the Ottoman Empire (Central Powers).
The reason for the campaign is the Allies wanted a sea route to Russia... this is why-
By late 1914, the Western Front in France had reached a draw. For the Allies to win the war, they had to attack from Russia. However, the Arctic sea was frozen over. Russia needed to be able to help, so the Allies attacked Gallipoli.
The Allies attacked on 25 April to charge towards the capital of the Ottoman Empire, Constantinople. They wanted to attack on 23 April but they couldn't because of bad weather.
The ANZACs were told by the English to attack a certain beach. However, the English got the destination wrong, so the ANZACs were ambushed. They had to climb up a hill which the Ottomans were at the top of. They were shot down. Over 10,000 ANZACs died that day.
Many other battles were fought that year, with the Allies losing many. Civilians in Europe heard of this and urged the Allies to retreat from the Dardanelles. After several other defeats, the allies withdrew from Gallipoli in January 1916.
141,000 Allies died.
256,000 Ottomans and Germans died.
-Yow. Jacco.
Tuesday, 20 August 2013
Tuesday, 26 March 2013
Camp PMI
PLUS
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MINUS
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INTERESTING
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At
camp we went for fun walks
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I
almost drowned at camp
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I saw
a parasite climbing into a hermit crab’s shell
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There
was lots of cool sea life to look at
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I lost
my beach towel so I had to use microfiber and microfiber plus salt equals OW!
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The
tussock is native to the beach and without the tussock, there’d be no beach
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The
food was really tasty!!!
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I
swallowed saltwater
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We
found sand sculptures made by other people
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The
resort was really luxurious and spacious
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I
injured myself heaps
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Andy
for once didn’t scare everyone silly that much!
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Beach, glorious beach!
Ow- I couldn't go surfing coz I got a stubbed toe
The creepy tunnel beckons you...
Mm... fooooood!
Sand sculpting
Gold, lots and LOTS of gold!
Wow, the views rocked!
Free desktop background anyone?
Karangahake Gorge
Yet again, another beautiful sight.
Brickbats and BouquetsTuesday, 19 February 2013
Maths Matters
My heart's battering my ribcage like an angry eagle pecking at a glass cage. I'm so unbelievably nervous, it's not funny. The car stops inside the school grounds. It's time to hop out.
When I step inside, there's an electric buzz in the air. Lots of students chatter excitedly with each other. The walls are a splash of colour. It gives the effect that a paintball has just been fired at me and hit an invisible wall. Roman numerals, mathematical designs, and mobiles are hanging from almost every single part of the ceiling and walls.
After I plod forward a bit further, I'm greeted by my team. Since I'm a Year 5, it's essential that I'm not alone. There's Cameron, the checker, who could probably spot a mistake in my working without even looking at it. Apart from him, there's another member of my team: Jordan, who quite possibly cheated on the practise exams, and then, of course, there's me.
"Your time starts... NOW!"
Everybody begins to frantically scribble down anything that might help solve the problems the judicators give them. As for us, we start flying through the questions. 'This isn't so hard,' I think to myself. 'Surely the other questions won't be this easy!'
It turns out, I'm right. Around two thirds of the way through, we hit a bummer. I can't figure it out, Cameron can't find where I've gone wrong, and Cameron just sits there, twiddling his thumbs. We decide to pass on that question- it's not as if the others will crack it straight away.
"And STOP! Hand in your papers!"
Everybody does, and I'm hoping, praying, that we've done enough. Unfortunately, it's my bedtime, and prizegiving isn't until nine, so I have to come home.
When I arrive at school the next morning, everybody's clapping, and I don't know why. Then it hits me- I've won! 'Perhaps I'll come back next year,' I think. I do: and the returning champions win again!!!!
Later, Jacco
When I step inside, there's an electric buzz in the air. Lots of students chatter excitedly with each other. The walls are a splash of colour. It gives the effect that a paintball has just been fired at me and hit an invisible wall. Roman numerals, mathematical designs, and mobiles are hanging from almost every single part of the ceiling and walls.
After I plod forward a bit further, I'm greeted by my team. Since I'm a Year 5, it's essential that I'm not alone. There's Cameron, the checker, who could probably spot a mistake in my working without even looking at it. Apart from him, there's another member of my team: Jordan, who quite possibly cheated on the practise exams, and then, of course, there's me.
"Your time starts... NOW!"
Everybody begins to frantically scribble down anything that might help solve the problems the judicators give them. As for us, we start flying through the questions. 'This isn't so hard,' I think to myself. 'Surely the other questions won't be this easy!'
It turns out, I'm right. Around two thirds of the way through, we hit a bummer. I can't figure it out, Cameron can't find where I've gone wrong, and Cameron just sits there, twiddling his thumbs. We decide to pass on that question- it's not as if the others will crack it straight away.
"And STOP! Hand in your papers!"
Everybody does, and I'm hoping, praying, that we've done enough. Unfortunately, it's my bedtime, and prizegiving isn't until nine, so I have to come home.
When I arrive at school the next morning, everybody's clapping, and I don't know why. Then it hits me- I've won! 'Perhaps I'll come back next year,' I think. I do: and the returning champions win again!!!!
Later, Jacco
Monday, 11 February 2013
My Goals for 2013
ABBREVIATIONS: MG- My Goal, MS- My Strateg(y/ies), WMSM- What Might Stop Me (from achieving my goal)
SHORT TERM GOALS
1) MG- To learn to ride a bike by Week 7
MS- To try regularly and not give up!
WMSM- I get lazy, forget, or get bored.
2) MG- To sell 3 boxes of chocolates
MS- To go 'round door-to-door for about an hour each week
WMSM- Nobody likes chocolate, I eat them all :P ...
3) MG- To regularly cook dinner by the end of the term.
MS- To learn lots of recipes and actually cook!
WMSM- I forget, or accidentally burn the house down!
MID TERM GOALS
1) MG- To pass the Year 9 book with B+ or higher!
MS- To practise my maths and learn everything in the book.
WMSM- The maths is too hard, the test doesn't go ahead...
2) MG- To pass cooking with 4+ in everything
MS- To learn everything Miss Holdsworth teaches, and do what she says.
WMSM- My cooking gives everyone food poisoning?!?
3) MG- To have posted at least 12 more things on my blogs.
MS- Come up with ideas for posts and go on the computer!
WMSM- The internet is down, I can't think of ideas...
LONG TERM GOALS
1) MG- To win Taupo Mathsmatters again.
MS- (see MS for Mid Term 1)
WMSM- Some smart kid wins, Mr Murray stuffs up yet AGAIN...
2) MG- To win the Waikato Spelling Bee in Term 3
MS- To practise my spelling often
WMSM- I'm sick on the day again, the judges give me a SUPER hard word...
3) MG- To not come last in Cross Country again.
MS- Carry on running and not give up!
WMSM- I get winded AGAIN, or... I get lazy. :P
Those are my goals... So...
Later,
Jacco
SHORT TERM GOALS
1) MG- To learn to ride a bike by Week 7
MS- To try regularly and not give up!
WMSM- I get lazy, forget, or get bored.
2) MG- To sell 3 boxes of chocolates
MS- To go 'round door-to-door for about an hour each week
WMSM- Nobody likes chocolate, I eat them all :P ...
3) MG- To regularly cook dinner by the end of the term.
MS- To learn lots of recipes and actually cook!
WMSM- I forget, or accidentally burn the house down!
MID TERM GOALS
1) MG- To pass the Year 9 book with B+ or higher!
MS- To practise my maths and learn everything in the book.
WMSM- The maths is too hard, the test doesn't go ahead...
2) MG- To pass cooking with 4+ in everything
MS- To learn everything Miss Holdsworth teaches, and do what she says.
WMSM- My cooking gives everyone food poisoning?!?
3) MG- To have posted at least 12 more things on my blogs.
MS- Come up with ideas for posts and go on the computer!
WMSM- The internet is down, I can't think of ideas...
LONG TERM GOALS
1) MG- To win Taupo Mathsmatters again.
MS- (see MS for Mid Term 1)
WMSM- Some smart kid wins, Mr Murray stuffs up yet AGAIN...
2) MG- To win the Waikato Spelling Bee in Term 3
MS- To practise my spelling often
WMSM- I'm sick on the day again, the judges give me a SUPER hard word...
3) MG- To not come last in Cross Country again.
MS- Carry on running and not give up!
WMSM- I get winded AGAIN, or... I get lazy. :P
Those are my goals... So...
Later,
Jacco
Sunday, 10 February 2013
Can He Jump... Or Can't He?
Hello, faithful readers! School's back and running and here's my first writing piece of the year! Enjoy!
The water seems kilometres below me, crashing into dangerous-looking rocks with great force, spewing algae everywhere. There's a deathly silence, apart from the occasional 'tweet' of a bird or a 'CRASH' of a wave. My foot slides across a slimy brown piece of wood, freaking me out. I'm only halfway up this cubical terror, but already scared. How did I get myself into this mess?
It all started when I leaped onto the bright orange pontoon at Acacia Bay. I slid along the shiny, rubbery surface, and into the water. SPLASH!!! Playing with my friends, I had truckloads of fun, dipping and diving.
One of my friends, Lucy, asked me the question: "Hey Jack! Do you want to jump off the box?" That's all she said, but she sort of hinted, "Don't be a chicken! I'm a girl and I do it all the time!" So, of course, I accepted the invitation.
That's how I got here. That's how I got stuck in this situation, struggling to climb up, and jump off, a humongous metal box. It sounds easy, but believe me, it's not. Even after all the chanting and peer-pressuring, I can't do it. Lucy might be able to do it, but the thing is, she's a lot more adventurous than I am.
BUT, all is not over. The adult supervising shows me another spot, where I can jump off rocks to my heart's content. Water seemingly bungy-jumps around me, but not TOO violently. Hills and houses in the background, combined with the beating sun, give peaceful thoughts to my mind. It might NOT be the grand prize, the Jump Off The Box award, but at least I get the 'Consolation Prize for Rock Jumping'.
That's all for now folks.
Jacco Out.
The water seems kilometres below me, crashing into dangerous-looking rocks with great force, spewing algae everywhere. There's a deathly silence, apart from the occasional 'tweet' of a bird or a 'CRASH' of a wave. My foot slides across a slimy brown piece of wood, freaking me out. I'm only halfway up this cubical terror, but already scared. How did I get myself into this mess?
It all started when I leaped onto the bright orange pontoon at Acacia Bay. I slid along the shiny, rubbery surface, and into the water. SPLASH!!! Playing with my friends, I had truckloads of fun, dipping and diving.
One of my friends, Lucy, asked me the question: "Hey Jack! Do you want to jump off the box?" That's all she said, but she sort of hinted, "Don't be a chicken! I'm a girl and I do it all the time!" So, of course, I accepted the invitation.
That's how I got here. That's how I got stuck in this situation, struggling to climb up, and jump off, a humongous metal box. It sounds easy, but believe me, it's not. Even after all the chanting and peer-pressuring, I can't do it. Lucy might be able to do it, but the thing is, she's a lot more adventurous than I am.
BUT, all is not over. The adult supervising shows me another spot, where I can jump off rocks to my heart's content. Water seemingly bungy-jumps around me, but not TOO violently. Hills and houses in the background, combined with the beating sun, give peaceful thoughts to my mind. It might NOT be the grand prize, the Jump Off The Box award, but at least I get the 'Consolation Prize for Rock Jumping'.
That's all for now folks.
Jacco Out.
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