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Making ANZAc biscuits

Making ANZAC biscuits

Today Room 9 made ANZAC biscuits. The night before our teacher went to the supermarket and bought some ingredients. We were separated into 4 groups and were given jobs to do. Before we started cooking we had to wash our hands so that germs won’t get into the mixture. Our jobs were Measuring, Mixing dry ingredients, Mixing wet ingredients, Washing the trays, scooping the mixture onto the tray and taking photos. First we measured in the dried ingredients which were ½ cup flour, ½ cup sugar ( brown sugar),

¾ cup of rolled oats and ¾ desiccated coconut. The smell of the coconut smelled delightful and made me hungry. Jasmine ( the dry ingredients mixer ) mixed the dry ingredients until it was all combined. As we were mixing we could see the other groups getting on to with their ingredients.

Inotia and I mixed the wet ingredients which were 1 tablespoon of golden syrup and 100 grams of butter ( melted ).  We had to mix the golden syrup and butter in a separate bowl then added the wet mixture to the dry. We all  had turns mixing while Nazella, our photographer was taking photos of our group cooking. Our tray greaser, Irys greased a tray with the leftover butter we used. Inotia and I helped out with the scooping. We made 16 biscuits so that everyone in our group got 2 biscuits each. We used different sizes of spoons to get a good shape. Other groups got creative a used different shapes rather than just round biscuits. We heated the oven to 180 degrees celsius and placed the tray of biscuits into the oven to bake for 15 minutes. During Kiwi Can we let the biscuits cool down so they won’t fall apart when we cut into them. Mr Wong cut up the big biscuits and put sixteen biscuits on each plate. We all got a paper towel and got biscuits from our plate. We got on with our work as we ate. The biscuit was very crispy on the outside and soft in the middle. I could really taste the coconut and the sugar. I enjoyed making and eating ANZAC biscuits.

Mascots

Seattle Seahawks is a name for  current mascot that comes from a professional American football team.

Mascots are suits that people wear to bring good luck for a event or game.  

We need mascots because it brings us good luck and it represents the team that they’re playing for.

How to reference a website

How to reference a website.

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Report about ANZAC bisuits.

Female soldiers were not allowed to join the army. The mothers and wives were left behind and all they could do was to help the soldiers to keep strong and healthy. So they found a recipe, made itt and sent it over to the soldiers. Soldiers biscuits was the first name for the biscuits, but after Gallipoli they changed the name to ANZAC biscuits. The wives and mothers made the biscuits and sent them overseas. It took a long time to deliver but they still tasted good when they got them. People eat and make them to respect those who died in the war. No one knew who invented the actual biscuits from the common story " Anzac Biscuits ".

 How to make Anzac Biscuits

You will need:

½ cup of flour

½ cup of sugar

¾ cup of rolled oats

100 grams of butter

1 tablespoon of golden syrup

2 tablespoons of boiling water

1. Mix the flour, sugar, rolled oats, and coconut in a bowl.
2. Get an adult to help you melt the butter and golden syrup in a saucepan over a low heat.
3. Put the baking soda in a cup. Ask an adult to help you add the boiling water. The mixture will foam up.
4. Add this to the butter and golden syrup.
5. Pour the liquid mixture into the flour and other dry ingredients. Stir.
6. Grease a baking tray. Put tablespoonfuls of the mixture onto the tray, about 4 centimetres apart.
7. Bake at 180 degrees celsius for about 15 minutes or until the biscuits are a golden color.

Soldiers at war By Angari

Soldiers at war

Scott lived in Manningtree ( a small town in England )with his little sister, Alice who was struggling with school fees. Their father died from heart attack  and their mother died from cancer. They lived for several years struggling to find money to pay their school fees and find food too. Scott had a job of selling sacks of rice. He only got paid little for a man who sells sacks of rice. It’s 1915, June Midnight, the sun goes down, The birds stop chirping and it starts to rain.

Scott tries cover the sacks with an old tent that he found in the Garbage. Scott walked inside of the small house where his sister Alice is sleeping. Scott sighed. He struggled to find food and Money for his sister’s school fees. Unfortunately, he dropped out of school and got a job to help out with

the bills.  

He fell asleep when someone started pounding on the door that it nearly broke. He ran to the door hoping that it wouldn’t break. He opened the door in surprise. “ What is the rush? Its nearly dawn” Scott said. “ I have come to bring you a letter” Ben puffed. Ben gave him the letter and ran and fast as he could to his house. Scott read the front of the letter saying To: Scott Henderson in very neat writing. He opened the letter as fast as he could with excitement. He read it and screamed like some stranger had been in his house. He screamed so loud his sister woke up with anger. “ WHAT IS THE SCREAM FOR!” Alice said with annoyance. Scott had told her but she thought it was a dream so she started hitting herself. She didn’t like the idea of him going to war. He wanted to save his country and fight for them and also come back home to Alice. He also said that I have to be over 20 years old. Scott told his sister he is gonna lie about his age, but Alice already had crawled back to her bed and curled up under her blanket. He sighed and went back to bed. It was morning and it didn’t look like a good one. It was pouring hard and  very muddy. Alice was ready for school. As she packed her basket because she couldn’t afford an actual bag for school. “ Oh no I’m gonna have to walk” she grumbled. Alice ran as fast as she could to school and hoping that she wouldn’t be late. This is what their days were like without their parents, but Scott knew that he  wasn’t gonna see his little sister anymore.  

He had also got uniform from Ben that morning. Time went on and it came to July.The next morning he got ready at Midnight and said goodbye to his sister. She was in tears and was very sad that he was going. He put on his hat and walked slowly to the car that was waiting outside. The car drove off leaving a huge cloud of gas and some skid marks.

A month later they were trained and  ready to fight. Silent hours went on and it was finally time to fight. “FIRE!” the captains shouted. The soldiers ran, although they had to carry a lot of gear. He 3 times, missed two and got one. He ran up the hill and about 2 people helped him with a machine gun that was huge. He feels a very strange feeling, and starts walking slowly towards the edge of the hill. “ WHAT ARE YOU DOING, SCOTT!” a soldier shouted. Scott fell to the ground moaning. The soldiers who were working on the machine gun helped him up but his eyes were barely open and his mouth was numb the soldiers gently laid him down on to the ground where it was muddy and revolting. Scott’s shield laid on the edge of his

body, but the fight still went on. Hours passed and the soldiers got hungry and exhausted. Both sides agreed to stop fighting and bury the dead bodies. The name of the soldiers that helped Scott were Alex and Cornelius. They buried his body in a grave a put flowers inside his hands.

It had been a year and Alice was still worried whether her brother had survived or not. She was 13 years old now and knew how to look after herself. The mailman came to deliver her a message from the headquarters about her brother. She quickly thanked the mail man and shut the door. She teared open the letter and her happy face turned into a frown. She slowly put the letter in a draw and went to bed crying for the whole night. At midnight she curled into her blanket and slowly fell asleep.            

Writer's purpose

This is my writer's purpose presentation. I had to choose a poster and also show the different meanings of it's purpose. I also had to make my own poster to convince NZ tol join the army. I learnt how to identify what kind of text its showing.