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  1. BTN Greenhouse Gasses

    November 13, 2014 by afrah3

    Some of the world’ stop scientists say that greenhouse gas levels are now the highest they’ve been in 800 000 years. The warning was contained in the United nation’s latest report on climate change which was released last week. Heat from the sun keeps us all happy, making trees stay alive and even making fruit grow. But how does too much heat affect the earth?

    When heat hits the ozone layer, part of it gets absorbed and part of it goes up into space. On the way, some of it gets stuck by something called greenhouse gasses. Carbon dioxide is a greenhouse gas.

    A question I still have is why do some gases absorb heat and some reflect heat?


  2. Valedictorian Speech

    November 13, 2014 by afrah3

    Welcome fellow year six students, teachers an parents to our year six graduation for 2014.

    Primary school has been such a roller coaster; from the first day in prep, to the excitement of getting lockers in year five. We have never had time to spare a dull moment. It’s going to be hard to leave the school with people we have spent so much of our life with.

    I will never forget the memories of this wild and exciting journey. Every learning skill that has been taught will be the reason for all our successes in the future. What Moonee Ponds Primary has taught us will stay firm in our sight, it has prepared us for the future, the first piece of our very own puzzle.

    Along with the new talents we’ve learnt, we’ve also built on our already amazing talents. Lydia with her awesome netball skills, James and his fantastic imagination along with Tom and his wicked drawings. I could drag on for hours.

    Moonee Ponds Primary has taught us to be intelligent. Many of us have been showcased on 100 Word Challenge which is a part of our weekly homework. Whether we have improved on Maths, English, or Science, we’ve all learnt how to gain interest in learning.

    I have endless memories that started right back in prep. Friday fun would be the day of dress ups. Madeline V and I would dress up together. I would be Cinderella and she would be Repunzel. The excitement of camp in year four was endless. I can’t forget the night of the knick nocker at cap curumbene. I still don’t know who it was.

    Every month was jam packed each month with a special event to pick out. We have had four principals, two name changes, and numerous specialists each with their unique talent which has taught us to be diverse. Diversity definitely shows in the year sixes. Getting to experience this all has been a lifelong gift.

    It will be so hard to leave this lifelong journey. The day that we had been waiting for from prep, but the day that we now dread. It’s true that you only miss it when it’s gone. Starting in a new school with people you barely know will be nerve wracking, but how can startIng fresh not sound exciting. But starting fresh doesn’t mean we will forget all our previous friendships and memories.

    But our journey is definitely not over. We will work hard holding on to all the skills this school has taught us for another six years until we graduate in year twelve.

    As we all bid farewell tonight, we won’t be leaving with all our past forgotten. We will stay with friendships, skills and memories that will remain for eternity. We will say goodbye with a smile on our face and our heads held high because we all are the graduates of Moonee Ponds Primary 2014.

    Thank you












  3. BTN Antarctica

    November 6, 2014 by afrah3

    I remember that researchers think of Antarctica as paradise. Antarctica stores all most up to ninety percent of the world’s ice. I also remember that it is one of the windiest places on earth.

    Now I understand why Antarctica is paradise for scientists. It is because of all the scientific research they can do with the creatures and ice samples. I also understand now why so much money and equipment is forwarded to researchers.

    A question I still have remaining is how do researchers know that they have found ice from up to a thousand years ago?

  4. Bye Bye Bangladesh

    November 2, 2014 by afrah3

    So this is it

    The end of my holiday

    I wonder when, again we’ll visit

    Now comes a new day

    A new adventure to come …

    Going to Bangladesh was a great adventure. Being with family and exploring my culture. I was interested in all the local traditions at Comilla and enjoyed celebrating all the festivals. jNow that I’m back here in Australia, I’m sad but happy that I’m going there again in some time.


  5. Eid at Comilla

    October 23, 2014 by afrah3

    Eid at Comilla, Bangladesh (My dad’s side of the family lives there) was amazing. Let me start from the beginning… The day before Eid was filled with joy. A lot of you will be wondering what Eid is. Eid is a Muslim festival based on Islamic beliefs. Anyways, all the girls sat down to apply henna. My aunt Tanya applied mine, and I applied henna on a few of my younger cousins [I have so many cousins that I have lost count. Some of my cousins even have kids making me an auntie. That makes my uncle (my dad's brother)who is in year seven a grandpa!].

    On that evening we received a cow and three goats. I was really scared of the huge cow. Don’t laugh because there is a reason…

    When I came to Bangladesh in year three, I went to see the cow that was going to be killed for Eid. Suddenly, when my dad was chatting happily away, the silly cow came chasing after me. I stuck on to the wall behind me and the cow nudged me into it’s drinking water filled with twigs, sticks, stones and hay. My dad reached out to save me but ended up falling on top of me. Luckily neither one of us were injured. After cleaning myself up I had a thought. I was the only one wearing red that day. I had a feeling that the so called cow was a bull. The thought of that made me shiver.

    Anyways, moving on, the cow was one thing, but the goats were another. The eldest goat was calm and humble, but the other two goats caused complete chaos. Seriously, they could not keep quiet for one second! One of my younger cousins Himel, thought of a so called brilliant idea. He poured a huge amount of water on the two goats. Well that didn’t do anything. The goats screamed even louder. I disn’t think that I was going to have a peaceful sleep that night…

    Well, as I thought, I definitely had a dodgy sleep. When all the boys got ready early in the morning and went to the Mosque to pray, all the girls got ready in their new glamorous dresses as well as doing their make-up. I wore a red and orange salwar kameez as well as sandals lined with fake crystals. I also wore jet black eye liner and dark red lipstick. I had my hair out and strutted toward’s my friend’s house.

    The day went on like this having fun at my friends house, having delicious food prepared by my aunties at home.

  6. Day 22 in Bangladesh

    September 28, 2014 by afrah3

    Today I’m spending the night at my mum’s sister’s (and her husband’s) place.

    Apart from this, the day went on as usual. Watching TV, and playing with my little brother, Aryan.

  7. Day 21 in Bangladesh

    September 27, 2014 by afrah3

    Today I went shopping in what felt like the biggest fanciest shopping mall ever. As I strut into the cool air conditioned place, my eyes glanced quickly at all the beautiful shops. I walked into a shop selling the prettiest shoes. I saw the most amazing golden high heels. My dad bought them for me. After that, since it was already 1:30 PM, we decided to have lunch.

    After the most amazing meal, we bought gifts for family and items for ourselves. I bought a traditional Bengali dress (Salwar Kameez) consisting of a   dress, scarf, and pants. My Salwar Kameez has a deep blue at the start of the dress, topped of with hot pink flowing down like a dress. The scarf was hot pink embroidered with gold. The pants were cream white with a line of pink down the bottom. I bought matching shoes with it too. I bought hot pink wedges with crystals lined up at the heel.

    After that, we came home, had dinner, and awaited for the next day to come.

  8. Day 19 in Bangladesh

    September 27, 2014 by afrah3

    Right now, I’m at my grandparent’s house at Mirpoor and I’m having a blast of a time with my uncles and aunties. Just now, my aunt Misu did my makeup.

    In the evening I got my henna beautifully done by a friend in year 8.

    Then at night, Misu, Mridul (my uncle) and I played the most awesome prank on Mitu (my auntie). I decided to take advantage of my crying skills and cry because Misu, “so called” verbally rebuked me. As I expected Mitu came running up to me really worried. When we all saw her we just cracked up laughing. It was hilarious!

  9. Day 15 in Bangladesh

    September 20, 2014 by afrah3

    I’ve just come back from Comilla and I am completely exhausted. I had a blast of a time…

    When my family and I had arrived in Comilla, we were greeted by many from far and wide which felt very welcoming and good start for the journey that lay ahead. photo 4

    I quickly went into my room, washed my face and did my hair. I met my dad outside. My dad’s brother was leading us to a special “surprise” that Dad and I had no idea about. Then suddenly, in a glimpse of time, we were pelted which fresh smelling flowers.

    After that, an uncle of mine introduced my dad and I to the local kids living there.

    photo 1

    After that my dad had to give a quick little speech. Afterwards, one by one, all my uncles running the local coaching centre gave my dad a necklace of flowers. photo 2

    Just before sunset, I thought of quickly visiting an old friend of mine, Jhumu. I met her all the way back in grade one when I came to Bangladesh and we still remain friends today (Fun Fact: Jhumu is only 24 days older than me). We grasped each other in a hug and she promised to visit me sometime soon. I got home just after sunset in time for a delicious dinner prepared by my lovely aunties. After that, I changed my clothes and fell into a deep sleep dreaming about the wonderful adventures ahead the instant my head hit the pillow.

    I woke up the next day to the sound of a cockerel beaming proudly. I did my quick morning stretches. After brushing my teeth, I gulped down my marvellous breakfastphoto 4quickly and ran out to play. I waved goodbye to my auntie (in year 9) going to high school and couldn’t wait until Friday (In Bangladesh, children only have a one day holiday per week which is on Friday).

    After that, I sat down to watch TV. I love Bangladeshi Channels. Star Jalsha is my favourite…

    When my auntie came home from school and we had our lunch, we wandered around the local shops and went over to Jhumu’s house. Jhumu is a spectacular artist. You should see her drawings.

    I came back home at late evening and read a bit. Soon enough it was time for dinner. I was seated at a round table next to my dad who was chatting nonstop, happily away with his friends. In the meantime, I was sweating from the amount of spices put in the chicken. Bangladesh is well known for its spices. Soon after, it was time to go to bed. A lot of the week went like this.

    The following Wednesday after I had had my lunch, Tanya auntie took me out for an afternoon stroll. We looked at the green view, ponds and we visited lot of family and friends whom I  was grateful to meet.

    On Thursday afternoon, my dad decided to get dirty and catch some fish. Instead of a fishing rod, a big net was used to catch the fish. When we came home, my aunties fried the fish and we had our lunch.

    photo 3

    Friday, Friday, Friday, the day I was waiting for. Our plans got slightly changed and we were going to explore the markets around Comilla. We called a CNG (not found in Australia)                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  and we were on our way.

    As the CNG jerked up and down on the stony pathway, I looked at the view and was really enjoying the experience. Soon enough, we had stopped at our destination at a big piece of land. It was so serene and calm. Everyone was so hardworking, building houses, cutting grass with plain knives, all in the blazing 34 degree heat.

    My face was soaking wet once we had caught another CNG. We stopped at a fabric shop to pick out some fabric for my mum and my clothing. I chose a pretty sky blue fabric with streaks of white, and my mum chose a purple fabric splashed with twinkling bright colours. After that, we bought some bedsheets and saris. Then Dad bought my brother and I ice-cream. Then we were on our way to two of my grandmother’s houses. It was great meeting all these wonderful people again.

    After that, we had lunch at my uncle’s place before returning home tired and boiling hot. After dinner, Jhumu came over and applied henna most beautifully on my hand. I fell asleep instantly one she left.

    The next day, three of my favourite cousins came over to our house, Abu Huraira, Rakhi and Happy. Once they came we gossiped and Happy did my hair most beautifully.

    photo 4After that we took some photos

    The next night, two of my cousins and I decided to get funky. We did our makeup and wore beautiful looking saris.

    photo 1


    Unfortunately the day had come, when we leave Olipoor and go back to Dhaka. But oh well, I was happy to see my grandparents in Dhaka and anyways, I was going back to Olipoor at Eid.

  10. Day 3 in Bangladesh

    September 7, 2014 by afrah3

    The morning got off to a serene start. I felt the warm breeze in my face and had my breakfast. Now I’m here writing on my blog. I’m really excited about today. I’m visiting my dad’s place in Comilla. Let me tell you a bit about the place.

    My dad lives in a section of Comilla called Olipoor. There are many families in Olipoor. Many of them are my relatives. There is heaps of children whom I can play with which I’m really excited about. I remember, when I last went to Bangladesh, I made a friend called Jhumu. I’m really excited about seeing her.

    It looks like the van is here to pick us up. I better go.

    (I won’t be able to write at Comilla due to Internet issues, but I’ll write as soon as I get back to Dhaka :D)