Nelson Mandela

Climbing Upon The Rock Face.

Should Homework Be Compulsory In Schools?

Yes, as much as I hate homework it helps me study and learn. It takes time to sit down and focus but in the end it raises the  learning level. Homework can be hard but it doesn't take all day,  realistically you have to manage your time properly. Homework helps you practice for future actives.

Some say homework teaches responsibility, and I agree. It teaches us to manage our time and organization skills. If chosen not to do homework you fail. It’s fair, and it’s only lazy if you want it banned.  It may be hard but homework is there to help you. Homework allows time to study for tests, and go over work you did that day.

Homework is something we all need. We will all use it sometime in the future. Along the way it teaches you time management as well.

Mixed fairytale

Once upon a time a little girl and boy named Harry and Katie were wandering in the forest. Lost and confused they came across a house made out of candy. “I wonder who lives there?” Katie said to the Harry. Wandering closer and closer, the children became more curious. “Mmmm! it smells delicious” Harry said while rubbing his stomach. Walking up to the door it slowly screeched open. The children became a little scared.

Lollies could be seen everywhere on the shelves and floor. To the left was a table with lollies and delicious chocolate cakes. The kids couldn’t help themselves but to start eating. Eating and eating they began to grow bigger and bigger. The childrens faces were full of terror when they saw a witch rocking in her chair. The kids weren’t feeling hungry anymore so they tried to leave the house.

Katie went first but she couldn’t fit through the door. Next Harry tried to go through but the same thing happened to him. “Is somebody there?” a voice came out of the darkness. Crying and crying the kids shouted back ”Help me Help we’re lost and afraid.”

Walking into the light the kids saw the witch and started to scream. “Don’t eat us please, please we beg you!” the kids cried. The witch took one more step then all of a sudden the girl pulled a rope that made the doors lock. “I thought you needed help?” The witch screamed loudly. The kids finally saw that she wasn’t a witch she was a cook but they didn’t care. Screaming and crying the lady was burning into pieces.

They opened the doors and a little shadow came out of the fog. It looked small and tasty and similar to a gingerbread man. The children started to giggle. Harry was feeling hungry for one more feast. Katiel said “NO it’s mine!” No it’s mine the boy replied.

During their argument they saw the gingerbread man sprinting out of the doors singing “Run run as fast as you can you can’t catch me I’m the gingerbread man!”. Out of the door he ran into the forest never to be seen again.