• I think you have to have a blog that stands out with a catching theme.
• Have pictures of what is around you or what is happening at that time.
• Appropriate post’s of what is happening at the time.
• Put in a clustr map and flag counter so you know who has come to look at your blog. 

I see…… the crowd cherring

I hear….. the heavey breathing of the athletes

our teacher told us to shut our eyes and asked how do you know the oylmpics are on.

• Their school starts at 7:00 and finishes at 1:00.
• Their school is a boarding school.
• The girls have to wear white jilbabs.
• At their borading school their rooms have 40 other kid’s in them and they sleep on the floor.
• The indonesians pray 5 times a day.
• They eat rice 3 times a day.

I would like to ask him……………

1. Why did you choose to live in indonesia?
2. what type of sport do they play in Indonesia?
3. what is the weather like over there?
4. what do the children do to occupie themselves when they don’t go to school?
5. how long dose school go for in indonesia?

It was obviously going to be an unusual day when mum came into my room and said…………

“Were going to Melbourne get in the car now” 

“Why” replied Amy

“I’ll tell you in the car”.

“Mum can we go on the highway” Ben begged.

“No we are taking the short way”

“Why?” Ben nagged

“Because your aunty is in hospital and is now in chemo theropy” Mum cried.

It was a long and silent trip to Melbourne since mum made the announcement about Aunty Kate. Three silent hours later we arrived at Melbourne and went straight to the royal hospital to see aunty Kate suffer. When we got to her room aunty Jane was staring through the glass window with tears running down her face. Mum tapped her on the shoulder and she fell into mums arm with tears pouring out on her pale face. Ben and I exchanged looks and started crying too.

The sad day pasted 9 hours later. Mum had a sad look on her face when we arrived at the hotel with Aunty Jane. We stayed that night and not one of us could sleep with Aunty Kate in our heads. When I went to get a glass of water from the kitchen I saw Aunty Jane crying over the sink with a glass of milk in her hand. We were all tired when we got to the hospital the next morning. Mum called Uncle Harry to get down to the hospital straight away. To make things even worse the doctor was coming towards us in an unhappy look. The doctor asked to speak to mum, Aunty Jane and Uncle Harry alone. Mum gave us some money to go down to the canteen to by a lolly.

Ben and I came back in shook. Mum was crying and so was Aunty Jane. They were both wrapped up in Uncle Harry’s arms. Then Ben whispered “what’s wrong”. Then uncle Harry replied whispering so mum and aunty Jane wouldn’t bust into tears again “aunty Kate” then he paused and caught his breath then said “ aunty Kate only has a 50% chance of living and needs a more advanced chemo theropy.

The news is very hard to take. Nobody likes to think of Aunty Kate and for each other. So we stayed positive we stayed at Melbourne for the next 6 days then went home.

Mum still had a faint sad look on her face when she answered the phone every time it rang. Then one typical while Ben and I were playing crack the egg on the trampoline one sunny day the phone rang it was auntie’s hospital and said she would be out of hospital tomorrow.

This is my tag galaxy that I made for my project.  I am doing 7 wonders of the world for my project.