Word 1: Vital
Page 19. ‘I don’t like it either, but it’s a vital and important part of the plan,’
Meaning: absolutely necessary; essential.
Word 2: Brute
Page 20. ‘I try to get between Zelda, who’s cowering and whimpering, and the vicious killer brute,’
Meaning: a savagely violent man or animal.
Word 3: rears.
Page 24. ‘The horse rears up,’
Word 4: zloty
Page 29. ‘They’re worth more than four hundred zloty and two bottles of vodka.
Meaning: the basic monetary unit of Poland, equal to 100 groszy. 400 zloty is worth 150.63 Australian Dollar
Word 5: pleadingly
Page 31. ‘I look at the woman pleadingly,’
Meaning: the act of a person who pleads.
I stare at the giant hands. “Something’s not right,” I stare at the hand statue.
The next morning I go to check out the hands again, but, they aren’t here… Am I in the right place? I check the sign. Yep, Preston Avenue. Maybe they got rid of them? I will definitely check tomorrow. Now I’m scared.
I go to sleep that night dreaming about the hands. What are they holding? A rope? I will never know because they are gone. Suddenly I hear a creak. I look at the door and see a massive hand statue in my doorway…
“Your dress is nearly ready your majesty the Queen, I have all the plans, but what colour should it be?” I ask.
“You have not even sorted the colour yet? Our party is in 3 days!” She screams. She storms out of the room. I quickly start making the dress. I grab different coloured materials and sew them together with my big old over locker. It is looking pretty good actually…
2 days later….
Wow. It really does not look how I thought it would look. It looks horrible. I bring it to the queen. She sees it, then faints. That’s great!
Page 133. What does Felix say when Zelda says that she has lost her toothbrush?
Answer: OK, you can borrow mine.
Page 138. What does the Nazi soldier do when he looks at the pages?
If you were Zelda, what would you do?
I can smell the cooked lamb up the stairs. In our small boot camp near the river, all there is discipline. All us kids are starved till we are on our knees weeping and crying, our pink lips dry. I’m starving. As I reach the top step the smell gets stronger. My mouth waters. Suddenly I hear footsteps.The chef! I hide in the cleaners closet desperately. I am so nervous. The footsteps pass me. I creep out, and there it is, glistening in the light. Lamb stew.
“Hey!” A voice yells behind me. Shoot!
I grab the plate and run.
As I walk off, I think to myself, ‘why would I do that?’, and the truth is, I really don’t know. I guess… punching a kid in the face isn’t that bad. Oh actually, I did hit pretty hard, so yeah, it was bad. I remember Billy’s face when my fist connected. And the blood. Lots of blood. The next day my mum forced me to write an apology letter.
This is what I wrote:
I am sorry for punching you. I won’t do it again. One question though; why are you such an idiot?
From me, Dan.
Passage Reflector-Literacy Circles
Passage 1: ‘Zelda is standing by the haystack rigid with fear. Next to her, pointing a machine gun down at her head, is a Nazi soldier.’
Page 60, Paragraph 2?
This passage surprised me because I had no idea that a Nazi would just randomly come out of no- where. I also got scared because I thought Zelda would die here because the Nazi would shoot her.
Passage 2: ‘Also because I’ve got a horrible suspicion I know the answer to the question. Maybe it’s not just our books the Nazis hate. Maybe it’s us.’
Page 65, Paragraph 1.
I learnt something from this passage. The whole time, as well as Felix, I also thought that it was just the books that the Nazis hated. Maybe it actually is the Jewish people themselves.
Why would Felix try to comfort Zelda by not telling her that her parents are dead?
Why do Nazis hate Jews so much that they would kill them?
Why would the locals laugh at the Jews?
It is ice cold. Is that a….- helicopter? It’s time! I have been out in this horrible jungle for a week now and I cannot bear it anymore. I regularly go camping, so I hope this is the last time. The helicopter floats down and I grab the rope. I get in and they give me a lime Icy pole, even though I’m freezing. We get home and they take me to an emergency centre. They sit me in front of a warm flame. I glance at the clock. 4:45! I thought it was still morning! Time flies in the jungle.
2 families were asked to participate in a drill of some fake natural disasters. The Mathews family had to participate in a pretend bush fire, and the (no name provided) family had to participate in a pretend cyclone. The Mathews do things like fill up the bath and block all open cracks of windows and doors so the smoke does not get inside. The (no name provided) family did things like put tape on the windows, and tried to drive through flood water, which is a really bad mistake and is very dangerous. The kids, however, knew this and saved the family from a very crucial mistake. The Mathews had to put out small fires and wear glasses to make things look dark so it looked like smoke and they also wore earmuffs so they could hear the loud roar of the fire. Their kitchen is on fire, so the family try to escape by moving to the bathroom, which really is not a very good idea because now they are trapped! In the fake cyclone, the (no name provided) family do not know what to do as the fake storm rages outside. The people who are helping with the fake cyclone bang against the door to give a slamming effect as if the wind is blowing hard against the door. Then after all these scary things, the family are let out!
Fact 1: The natural disasters were quite realistic.
Fact 2: The kids coped better than the adults.
Fact 3: The fire was actually real!
Understanding 1: I understand that it would be really scary.
Understanding 2: I understand that not all people would be able to cope with this.
Wondering: I wonder what it would be like to be in a fake or REAL natural disaster.
” …however, she couldn’t believe what she had done…”
“She killed someone?” asked a little girl.
“What?” asked all the boys in unison.
“Why?” they all asked.
“If you let me read on I will tell you,” said the care lady impatiently. ” …however, she couldn’t believe what she had done. She had just murdered someone!” she finished her sentence.
All the kids froze with pale faces.
“Ahhhhh!” they all screamed. The kindergarten turned into a hellhole. Screaming, crying, a total massacre! All the toys and crayons went everywhere and soon, all the kids fell down, tired. They all had a nap.
The 5 BIG Questions
Big Question #1: I think that the twist of them all falling to sleep at the end made the book good.
Big Question # 2: I think that this 100wc would be better if it had more detail or descriptive words or both.
Big Question # 3: Well, I am the author of this 100wc and I don’t really think that there is something I really want the reader to know.
Big Question # 4: I wrote this because it was set for homework.
Big Question # 5: The audience needs to know that the teacher is a bit silly for reading kindergarteners a murder mystery book to enjoy this.