Tag: Legend

Water Pong | 2025 | Legend

Hello, I’m Cedric Jade.

Today in health we played water pong where you throw a ball into a cup the hardest part of water pong is how you control your own strength and if the ball does not land on a cup you go back in the line and rotate. everyone on the team has to throw the ball at least once and rotate, and that is why this game requires teamwork and can heavily impact your taha tinana.

Not only one of your hauora is affected but instead two.

2 areas of Hauora that are affected are your physical well-being and social well-being, your physical well-being is affected because throwing the ball requires strength, while your social well-being is affected by playing the game with your team

It can impact your taha tinana by working together with your team to win. The social justice of water pong is that everyone has to take turns so playing water pong has its own fairness onto it.

I did participate in today’s activity because of the teamwork part which kept me interested.

 

Participating in this activity is really fun, especially working with muy team.

 

That is all for today,

Thank you.

The Land Lady – Legend

Hello everyone, today I wrote an ending about a story named “The Land Lady” by Roald Dahl.

Here is what I wrote and what I think will happen in the end ~

 

As Billy sat in the warm room, he suddenly felt a cold chill run through him. The landlady’s friendly smile became mysterious, and he remembered the names Christopher Mulholland and Gregory Temple, which made him uneasy.

“Mr. Mulholland and Mr. Temple… they haven’t checked out, have they?” Billy asked, his voice shaky.

The landlady moved closer, her eyes shining with an unsettling kindness. “Oh, dear boy, they are always here with me, great company. Just like you will be.”

Billy’s heart raced. He looked at the guest book, which reminded him of something troubling. He felt an urge to get up and leave, but when he reached for the door, she was already blocking it with a creepy smile.

“Stay just a little longer, Mr. Weaver. It’s so nice to have a young man like you here. We wouldn’t want you to run away like the others, would we?”

A shiver went through him as he realized the room was no longer a cozy place but a trap. The warm fire now seemed like a warning of danger.

With his heart pounding, Billy stepped back, but it was too late. The door shut behind him with a scary sound, sealing his fate like the ending of a dark story. The last thing he saw was her wide, warm, but very threatening smile.

 

Writing my own ending is really fun I liked thinking in my own way.

Overall this writing experience is really great.

 

That is all for today,

Thank you.