Tuesday, 11 September 2012

Howick Historical Village

A trip back in time.

“The suns out, that’s a good sign”, I thought to myself as I got up, I got changed and got ready for a long day. I came to school to find my friends standing in the corridor chatting to each other without going inside the classroom. I waited and waited with the girls in the corridor until the bell rang and when we went outside and lined up and we were all excited and hyped about our trip, and then it was go time. Once we got to the Howick Historical Village we all sat and ate our lunch with a good view of old houses from back in the days. Once everyone was finished eating we set off to start our day.

Room 6 went to Parlour Games with Mrs Dodos, The Parlour games was in a big house, Mrs Dodos showed us how they played games with a rope and a wool ball. My favorite game that we played was Squeak Piggy Squeak. Squeak piggy Squeak is when a group of people play with a blindfold and a pillow and they sit in a circle and someone is blindfolded and they walk in the middle of the circle and  through a pillow in front of someone and the person that is sitting has to say “Squeak piggy squeak” and the person that is is blindfolded has to guess who the person is. They were all interesting things to play with. When when we finished playing all the games we had a fast look around the house, “to me it looked haunted, but it wasn’t”. We all came out of the house and we carried on to the next activity.

The next activity we went to was to School, the school at the village, when you look at it on the outside it looks small but when you walk in it’s big, when we were walking to school we had to wait outside for Mrs Mills to lead us in and to seat us, but first she explained the rules and the main rules were “Never talk when the teacher in talking” and ‘Never talk when you're not asked to talk” and as she lead us into the room there was hardly any space, the desk were so small to fit us in we had to squeeze ourselves in, She told us a lot about school and what they learned back in the days, the thing I was scared of was the Whipping stick, and the thing that I liked about school was that they had ink and the slates to work on, when school was finished we went to the next activity.

The next activity we went to was trolley making with Mrs White, we went into a little room where Mrs White separated everyone into four teams, I was in a little team, We had to make a trolley or a little cart, everyone worked as a team and only one group made a proper trolley, my team were struggling to work as a team because we were yelling at each other and we were the only team that was loud, we were the loudest team out of everyone.And when we finished that activity everyone had lunch and we carried on to the next activity.

The last activity we went to was to the tour which was a challenge between two teams, One team went with Mrs Moodley and the other went with Rebeca, we had to look for Things that do not belong in the 1800’s, as we walked around we all wanted to look at the Long drop which is a toilet that they used, we found a lot of thing in each house we stopped at, One of the houses were Mrs White’s Great Great Grandfathers house, it was very old that we had to treat it with lots of care. And then the tour was finished we went and lined up with the rest of the school
And when we finished saying our goodbyes everyone got on the bus and we were going to school, BUT!! as the bus driver began to go Mrs Tui walked out with a few of the kids. Then the bus driver stopped and we waited until they were seated in the other bus and we all came back to school together.As we came to school Mrs Moodley told everyone “If you sleep, you get a chocolate fish” and everyone tried their best to sleep.

And everyone came back to school very tired.    

1 comment:

  1. Awesome work Deja! I loved it how you talked about every thing that you did. Maybe next time, you could make sure that all of your words make sense and that there are no double up words. Apart from that I really enjoyed reading your writing.


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