<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616107</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:59:04.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mason's Patch</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616107.post-115161990748352778</id><published>2006-06-29T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T15:25:07.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mountain fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3320/593/1600/%21cid_000601c69a73%24177814e0%24ad0e58db%40hbarnes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3320/593/320/%21cid_000601c69a73%24177814e0%24ad0e58db%40hbarnes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when mum cameron and i went up the mountain. it was realy great because me and cameron played snoow rugby with my carlos ball.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616107-115161990748352778?l=mataumason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/feeds/115161990748352778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616107&amp;postID=115161990748352778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/115161990748352778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/115161990748352778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/2006/06/mountain-fun.html' title='mountain fun'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616107.post-113381698708265627</id><published>2005-12-05T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T13:09:47.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3320/593/1600/DSC03779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3320/593/320/DSC03779.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t think I was going to enjoy the soccer tournament but in the end it was a great day. We ended up coming 5th and there were seven teams. Saint Josephs ended up winning. And Stratford was being sore losers because we beat them   .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616107-113381698708265627?l=mataumason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/feeds/113381698708265627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616107&amp;postID=113381698708265627&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/113381698708265627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/113381698708265627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-didnt-think-i-was-going-to-enjoy.html' title=''/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616107.post-112906465786235708</id><published>2005-10-11T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T14:04:17.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays</title><content type='html'>In the holidays my friend Daniel came over. We road the 2 wheelers because he bought his over. The next night we went into town because we needed milk we also wanted to go for a drive. When we were in town we saw Daniels sister and fiancée. When we got home Daniel and I tried to pull an all nighter. We had lots of sugary food but we failed in doing so. We had a lot of fun anyway. The next day Daniel left our house and A.J came over with her friend but it still wasn’t as fun as when Daniel was staying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goals for this term are learn to be more tolerant of others ideas improve in handwriting and learn to read more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616107-112906465786235708?l=mataumason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/feeds/112906465786235708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616107&amp;postID=112906465786235708&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/112906465786235708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/112906465786235708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/2005/10/holidays.html' title='holidays'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616107.post-112734099899853804</id><published>2005-09-21T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T15:16:39.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool</title><content type='html'>Thi bike is a bike my friend and I are shering it is a crf150&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616107-112734099899853804?l=mataumason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/feeds/112734099899853804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616107&amp;postID=112734099899853804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/112734099899853804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/112734099899853804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/2005/09/cool.html' title='Cool'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616107.post-112440284086093965</id><published>2005-08-18T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T15:07:20.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPERS</title><content type='html'>One day there were two boys named Mason and Alex. They were simple boys. Never asked for much. But the story really starts on a cool winter morning. They were 16. Alex and 17, Mason. They were off to the airport to pick up their grandma. The boys were making friction on the airport carpet and getting shocks off each other. Then Alex said “hey Mason why don’t we get grandma back for that trick she played on us at xmas”. &lt;br /&gt;So they worked up as much friction as they could until grandma called  ,”can’t an old lady get some love?” she said with a smile. The boys walked over to her but little did they know she had worked up a little friction of her own with a little electric hand piece from a joke shop. They were just about to touch her when lighting hit the building and all three of them were thrown into each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; About an hour later they found themselves in the hospital but this was a different type of hospital. There were bars around them. Alex looked across. Mason and their grandma were both up. Then Mason looked up above his head.  It had a plaque that said disappear then reappear.  Alex’s said plugged in  and grandmas said super strength. “What is that for” said Mason. “I don’t now” said Alex “but this place is crazy”. Alex grabbed one of the bars. It was stuck. Grandma hopped up she grabbed the bars with 2 hands. I wish I could pull these things out. She pulled just to emphasize the meaning. There was a big crack. The bars snapped right off. “Wow” said grandma “I never used to be able to that” Alex said it was rather dark so grand ma went to find a light switch all of a sudden Alex’s hands started glowing  Alex grabbed the bars again the bars became very hot and then they frizzled fried and broke Alex looked inside the mettle it had wires in it mason grabbed the bars nothing happened grandma said “what did the plaque say above your head” “um disappear then reappear” “obviously” said Alex “you can teleport”  “teleport” said mason “why don’t you try visualise were you want to go” Mason thought hard he zapped out of Alex’s and grandmas vision then about five seconds later he zapped back into vision with ice cream “MASON!!!!!” Alex and grandma said “how selfish you are” said Alex “you could have got me one” said Alex “now zap over hear” said grand ma mason did so the next thing was find a way out Alex put a big charge into his hands the looked around the walls and tapped to see if they could find some doors mason found some it was locked “allow me” said grand ma and punched a whole in the wall and the doors fell down. Everything lit up there were people there in white coats there were heaps of machines and then a man said “are u aware of ware u are and what u are capable of” “yes but what are we doing hare what happened to us” “are u will be told  in time but for now we need to get u into some clothes” “um but we are in clothes” said Mason “no u need proper suits those rags aren’t going to help u  follow me” said the man. Ten minutes later the man held up some suits Alex quickly put his suit on  so no-one would see him naked.  Then the man pulled out a  shot gun and shot his suit. It bounced straight off him. No mess no nothing. Mason and grand ma put their suits on and followed the man out .They walked into a room .tThere were 4 seats  “have a seat” said the man “what happened to us” said grand ma  “u got hit by lightning with no force a human could withstand I knew then that u were not normal. That is why I must train u”  and he pulled out a gun and shot them in the head…..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616107-112440284086093965?l=mataumason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/feeds/112440284086093965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616107&amp;postID=112440284086093965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/112440284086093965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/112440284086093965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/2005/08/supers.html' title='SUPERS'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616107.post-111870155473499246</id><published>2005-06-13T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T15:25:54.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Goat</title><content type='html'>My goat.&lt;br /&gt;My goat.&lt;br /&gt;My frisky little goat.&lt;br /&gt;It ate and ate but never touched an oat.&lt;br /&gt;My little friend was a happy one as it frolicked around the yard.&lt;br /&gt;It used to play with me until it got a feed.&lt;br /&gt;But one day. &lt;br /&gt;The day had come.&lt;br /&gt;For my happy little friend.&lt;br /&gt;It ate some rhododendron. &lt;br /&gt;And that was the end of him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616107-111870155473499246?l=mataumason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/feeds/111870155473499246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616107&amp;postID=111870155473499246&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/111870155473499246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/111870155473499246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-goat.html' title='My Goat'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616107.post-111776383764238541</id><published>2005-06-02T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T18:57:17.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem</title><content type='html'>I am all I hear.&lt;br /&gt;I hear the creaking of the door as it opens. &lt;br /&gt;I hear cars polluting our beautiful air. &lt;br /&gt;I hear the computers sucking our electricity away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am all I see. &lt;br /&gt;I see the suns hot rays glistening in the morning dew.&lt;br /&gt;I see Kelly barking mindlessly at Mishka. &lt;br /&gt;I see dad’s car waiting motionlessly to be cleaned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the tastes and smells of.&lt;br /&gt;Luscious pork being cooked in the oven.&lt;br /&gt;The yucky puckey taste of salt water.&lt;br /&gt;The awful smell of cigarette smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am all I know.&lt;br /&gt;I know the wind pummelling my face as I ride the motorbike.&lt;br /&gt;I know the feeling of my guts going squishy when I go to rugby.&lt;br /&gt;I am who I  am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616107-111776383764238541?l=mataumason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/feeds/111776383764238541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616107&amp;postID=111776383764238541&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/111776383764238541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/111776383764238541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/2005/06/poem.html' title='Poem'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616107.post-111636773119139793</id><published>2005-05-17T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T15:08:51.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fff doc</title><content type='html'>The Game – Escape&lt;br /&gt; By Share Ware Games.&lt;br /&gt;Genre maze game.&lt;br /&gt;Description. This game is about a man who escapes from prison. You need to guide him out. You need to collect keys and bombs to help him out. &lt;br /&gt;The good thing about this game is that it is big and will take you a little time and patience because it is a difficult game. The bad thing about this game is that you don’t do much. But all in all I would give this game 8 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review&lt;br /&gt;By Mason barnes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616107-111636773119139793?l=mataumason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/feeds/111636773119139793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616107&amp;postID=111636773119139793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/111636773119139793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/111636773119139793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/2005/05/fff-doc.html' title='fff doc'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616107.post-111343405731815915</id><published>2005-04-13T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T16:14:17.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoops</title><content type='html'>“Mason its time to get up. Remember Dad wants you down at the flats by nine.”&lt;br /&gt;I get up and put my clothes on and go downstairs for my pancakes. “Mmm that was yummy.”&lt;br /&gt; “Don’t forget your swandri.” Mum said.&lt;br /&gt; I walked out the door grabbing it as I went. It was a cold day so I needed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I hop on the 2-wheeler and ride down to dad. “Hi Dad” &lt;br /&gt;   I said. We started cutting wood. Dad realised that we were getting a little low on petrol. &lt;br /&gt;“We’ll only do this last pine branch and then you can head back and get a drink and some petrol,” Dad said.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished the branch and I jumped on the 2-wheeler and went to start it.  It was out of petrol. “Bummer!!” I forgot to check the petrol tank before I left.  I thought I had to walk home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616107-111343405731815915?l=mataumason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/feeds/111343405731815915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616107&amp;postID=111343405731815915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/111343405731815915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/111343405731815915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/2005/04/whoops.html' title='Whoops'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616107.post-111326223131041701</id><published>2005-04-11T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T16:30:31.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAP AND GO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/9151138/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos7.flickr.com/9151138_d86a26f25e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/9151138/"&gt;DSC03156&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/93611051@N00/"&gt;Matau&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;THIS IS ME PLAYING RUGBGY&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616107-111326223131041701?l=mataumason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/feeds/111326223131041701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616107&amp;postID=111326223131041701&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/111326223131041701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/111326223131041701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/2005/04/tap-and-go.html' title='TAP AND GO.'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616107.post-111092505782307178</id><published>2005-03-15T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T14:17:37.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rafting Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; 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margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5769895/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/5769895_ed39a64721_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5769895/"&gt;DSC02974&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/93611051@N00/"&gt;Matau&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the hut we slept in on Saturday night.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616107-111014771657682113?l=mataumason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/feeds/111014771657682113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616107&amp;postID=111014771657682113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/111014771657682113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/111014771657682113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/2005/03/cracked-house.html' title='Cracked House'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616107.post-111014748965730418</id><published>2005-03-06T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T14:23:01.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Win Win</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5831962/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/5831962_fd2acc981c_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5831962/"&gt;DSC03071&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/93611051@N00/"&gt;Matau&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We won this sheild because we won the relay.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616107-111014748965730418?l=mataumason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/feeds/111014748965730418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616107&amp;postID=111014748965730418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/111014748965730418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/111014748965730418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/2005/03/win-win.html' title='Win Win'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616107.post-110971554216211391</id><published>2005-03-01T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T14:19:02.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5552628/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/5552628_1efe19fe43_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5552628/"&gt;DSC02965&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/93611051@N00/"&gt;Matau&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is me at Waitara.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616107-110971554216211391?l=mataumason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/feeds/110971554216211391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616107&amp;postID=110971554216211391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/110971554216211391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/110971554216211391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/2005/03/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616107.post-110971239375337815</id><published>2005-03-01T13:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T14:25:13.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayaks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616107-110971239375337815?l=mataumason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/feeds/110971239375337815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616107&amp;postID=110971239375337815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/110971239375337815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/110971239375337815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/2005/03/kayaks_01.html' title='Kayaks'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616107.post-110971242560190603</id><published>2005-03-01T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T13:27:05.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KAYAKS</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we went kayaking in Waitara.   It was really fun because we got our whole school on the kayak. Then we had races across the lake. Then we were allowed to swim around. Alice and I went out into the middle of the lake our life jackets held us up. It felt a bit like jaws just with our leg dangling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re a real athlete then you will try the Speights Coast to Coast &lt;br /&gt;Mountain race. It is a total length f 243 km. 3 stages of cycling. 55 15 70 kms. Then a run 36 km run. Then 67 km kayak &lt;br /&gt;www.coasttocoast.co.nz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616107-110971242560190603?l=mataumason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/feeds/110971242560190603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616107&amp;postID=110971242560190603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/110971242560190603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/110971242560190603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/2005/03/kayaks.html' title='KAYAKS'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616107.post-110953990543793970</id><published>2005-02-27T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T13:31:45.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5333033/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos5.flickr.com/5333033_0eaf063f2f_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5333033/"&gt;DSC02935&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/93611051@N00/"&gt;Matau&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm wearing my new Ford top that I got from my Nanna. Fords are better than Holdens.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616107-110953990543793970?l=mataumason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/feeds/110953990543793970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616107&amp;postID=110953990543793970&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/110953990543793970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/110953990543793970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/2005/02/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616107.post-110773522043742435</id><published>2005-02-06T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T16:13:40.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAYS</title><content type='html'>THE  HOLIDAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays kicked of with Christmas. I got a gun, whoopy cushion toy car monopoly and clothes from USA.  We had the family together for Christmas lunch.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    The rest of the holidays was filled with lots of  fun things. The first fun thing we did was go to Wellington for my sisters job interview.  We stayed there for 2 days it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then we went to the beach and we swam by the river mouth in the mud. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then We went to our Mums house she had a water slide  and we watched a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then I went to my brothers house he's a dairy farmer.  We had to deal with 71 bulls. The next day after that I came home. All and all my holidays were pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next week we came to school. I think that school came to quickly but at least that we will always have something to do.   But it sucks a bit having my Dad as principal  and teacher. Having everything  scheduled is a bummer to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616107-110773522043742435?l=mataumason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/feeds/110773522043742435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616107&amp;postID=110773522043742435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/110773522043742435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/110773522043742435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/2005/02/holidays_06.html' title='HOLIDAYS'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616107.post-110737874032058377</id><published>2005-02-02T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T13:12:20.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays</title><content type='html'>THE  HOLIDAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays kicked of with Christmas. I got a gun, whoopy cushion toy car monopoly and clothes from USA.  We had the family together for Christmas lunch.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    The rest of the holidays was filled with lots of  fun things. The first fun thing we did was go to Wellington for my sisters job interview.  We stayed there for 2 days it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then we went to the beach and we swam by the river mouth in the mud. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then We went to our Mums house she had a water slide  and we watched a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then I went to my brothers house he's a dairy farmer.  We had to deal with 71 bulls. The next day after that I came home. All and all my holidays were pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next week we came to school. I think that school came to quickly but at least that we will always have something to do.   But it sucks a bit having my Dad as principal  and teacher. Having everything  scheduled is a bummer to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616107-110737874032058377?l=mataumason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/feeds/110737874032058377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616107&amp;postID=110737874032058377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/110737874032058377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/110737874032058377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/2005/02/holidays.html' title='Holidays'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616107.post-110176341413350160</id><published>2004-11-29T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T13:23:34.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>games review</title><content type='html'>                                PS2 GAME REVIEWS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the best game for PS2 is RAW VS SMACKDOWN.   Then Need for Speed Underground. Then Grand Theft Auto St Angeles.  I suppose that the new Crash Racing game is all right. Oh but I know one that’s really good and that’s Enter the Matrix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I like Raw VS Smack down is because of the graphics.  There are the best of the old guys and the new guys. The best old guy is Andre the Giant. Then the best of the new guys is Ray Mysterio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter The Matrix is good because it isn’t over the top like the second and third movie. It has got alright graphics and  having a limited amount of focus is good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps please write in and say what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616107-110176341413350160?l=mataumason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/feeds/110176341413350160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616107&amp;postID=110176341413350160&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/110176341413350160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/110176341413350160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/2004/11/games-review.html' title='games review'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616107.post-110055435080292376</id><published>2004-11-15T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T13:32:30.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie screen</title><content type='html'>Here is a shout out to all the people who watch movies. Who thought Lord of the Rings was good?. I did. Who thought Dare Devil was good?. I did. Who thought Harry Potter was good?. I did. Who thought City of Angels was good?. I did. But I didn’t like the ending. She was a bit silly. She didn’t need those pears any way. Who liked American Pie?. I did. A brilliant peace of comedy. Who liked Monty Python.? My favourite was the Holy Grail. Post a coment and say what you think.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616107-110055435080292376?l=mataumason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/feeds/110055435080292376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616107&amp;postID=110055435080292376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/110055435080292376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/110055435080292376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/2004/11/movie-screen.html' title='movie screen'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616107.post-110046654734117324</id><published>2004-11-14T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T13:09:07.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PIRATES 2</title><content type='html'>                                                                                                                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well no no you cant go working for sailors you don’t even know jack. You cant do that. Don’t make the same mistakes I did. Its too dangerous. Dad if I don’t take this job who nose what could happen to us. Its good money. Just then  they heard the phone. Ill get it called jacks mum.   See dad that’s   probably the bank now. Telling us we are bankrupt.     No actually that was the paper shop owner jack you cant just.    You just go to you’re room and think about. No go and do the wood be useful for a change and his dad  kicked him in the bum.  Jack ran out crying he felt he wasn’t needed.  I'm going to to get that job  and that that  old sea captain  of a father is going to except it.  Later that night at midnight.   Jack jumped out  of his window and ran out.  all he had was clothes and some  money. He ran down to the dock.  His eyes lit up.  He felt he belonged here. The lights the sounds.  But that isn’t what he was here  for. It was that job.  He ran down to the boarding dock. A big sign stood up help wanted on the ship of captain iron fist. he walked  up on to the   ship.  A big man  stepped out in front of him. Holt   aren't  you supposed to be at home. With you’re mummy. Sucking on a bottle and wearing dippers. Take that back you old sea pirate.  jack said.  Oh what you going to do.  Tell you’re mummy you baby.   Jack said. I  tell you what.  Ill give you a sword fight. If I win you let me through  if you win.  I will  admit Im a weenie and go home.  Ok pretty boy.   He  chucked a sword to jack. Then thrust his own sword at him barely missing jacks leg.   Jack ran at him and they were  engaged&lt;br /&gt;  In combat.   They were going backwards into the wall. Jack thought if he stopped now he would be in mase trouble. Then all of a sudden a man jumped down and pushed the other guy out of the way.  He was so fast   Jack could only just block the thrashing he was taking. Then he fell over a barrel and nocked over a checks game. The two men who were playing picked him up and went to punch him. But the captain the  stopped them. What are the means of you coming hare you little ship rat. Well I’ve come here for the job.  What job. Oh that job.  Year that’s  the  job for the crows nest.  You have to have ruddy good  eye sight for that.   Like for instants you did’int see me coming did you. no but I  blocked every single blow you  gave me. Arr but you didn’t sea that barell did you. Well  no I  didn’t.  So do you think  you derisive  that  job  up there I mean. What if  you didn’t  sea  a rock and we went into it. No  sir I don’t believe  I derisive that job.  It was a mistake coming sorry for wasting you’re time sir. Jack started to leave. Then the captain  said. But what if there  was  no rocks…          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616107-110046654734117324?l=mataumason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/feeds/110046654734117324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616107&amp;postID=110046654734117324&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/110046654734117324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/110046654734117324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/2004/11/pirates-2.html' title='PIRATES 2'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616107.post-109778857389654041</id><published>2004-10-14T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T14:16:13.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates</title><content type='html'>                                                                                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack Daniels is 15 years old. His Dad is a old sailor who is very sick at the moment because he is an alcoholic. His mum is a house cleaner but is now not working because of his father. So Jack has to find work, oh and by the way his best friends name is B.J.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know what I want to do I’ll be the paper boy. It’s good money and because it’s a morning job. I shall do a bit of work at the butchers shop as well.” &lt;br /&gt;“Good idea,” said BJ. “You could ask for some of his scrap meat.”&lt;br /&gt;“ Hey yeah, Mum will be so happy. Lets go to the paper works place. “.  They got there and asked the man if they could have the job. “No I shall not let you have the job because you are the naughtiest little boy around this town”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well you’re the grumpiest old fool my dad had ever seen&lt;br /&gt; with his one good eye you old fool’ and Jack ran out the door with BJ at the speed of a man with his bum on fire. “Come back here you runt” shouted the man  as he chased them out the door. “I’ll have your hides you little…”&lt;br /&gt; The cursing drowned as the two boys ran out of the mans’ sight &lt;br /&gt;“I think we lost him” said BJ. They ran down an alleyway to catch there breath.  They peered around the corner  just to see if he was there. &lt;br /&gt;“Good he’s gone” said   BJ. “Jack where are you?” BJ spun around to see Jack gazing at a poster. BJ looked at it. Help wanted on the  ship of Captain  IRON FIST.!!!  “Oh no not that guy Jack there is no way you’re working for that guy. He’s the man that is the seas second most dangerous man. Next to   black beard. Arr but he happens to be someone good and he seeking to kill black beard. Come we will go and ask dad if he will let us 10 mins later the were at there dads house dad can we go and join a crew pir…  sailors jack figured if he told his dad he would’int be aloud well I don’t know well…      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616107-109778857389654041?l=mataumason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/feeds/109778857389654041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616107&amp;postID=109778857389654041&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/109778857389654041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/109778857389654041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/2004/10/pirates.html' title='Pirates'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616107.post-109710278986016006</id><published>2004-10-06T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T15:46:29.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About Me</title><content type='html'>My name is Mason Barnes and I go to Matau school. Our school is in the eastern Taranaki hill country of New Zealand. I am 11 years old and I am in Year 7. My hobbies include rugby riding motorbikes and helping on the farm and sport.&lt;br /&gt;This blog is to share my stories, life and other things that I find interesting. You are welcome to post your own comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616107-109710278986016006?l=mataumason.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/feeds/109710278986016006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616107&amp;postID=109710278986016006&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/109710278986016006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616107/posts/default/109710278986016006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mataumason.blogspot.com/2004/10/about-me.html' title='About Me'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
