Batail du Terre (Français)

BATAIL DU TERRE (SCRIPT)

N : Un jour, une malheureux fille nomme Mahigan était très ennuyant. Mòz du la Foret ou Mòz, sa meilleur amie est aussi ennuyant alors les deux fille aller visiter Pijiwa, leur chef, pour ses amusant.

C : Pijiwa a plusieurs d’histoire intéressant !

S : Oui ! Nous pouvons visiter.

Mòz et Mahigan aller visiter Pijiwa

Pijiwa dans la maison aiguiser un épée

S : Oh s’il vous plait, raconter un histoire! Nous avons tellement  ennuyant !

N : Est que vous voulez entendre le temps je chasser un démon Makwa un ours ?

C+S : Vous avez raconter cet histoire dix temps! 

N : Vraiment ? Alors est que vous voulez entendre l’histoire du comment le premier homme est créa?

C+S : Oui !

Il y a longtemps…

C : Quand la Terre était jeune, elle est très belle. La créature mètre les animaux dans l’eau et sur la terre. Apres, il pris les quatre morceaux sacrée du la Terre et souffle dessus. Humain est créa.

S : Ca c’est une histoire intéressant.

C : Oui.

Apres dix ânées

S : Les européens arriver au Canada et apporter un malade. Un jour Mahigan aller au le tipi du Pijiwa pour aider faire un arc et des flèches.

C : Dans le tipi du Pijiwa

Pijiwa! Je suis ici! Où êtes vous?

N : Je suis ici

Dans son lit

C : Trouver Pijiwa

Oh Pijiwa! Qui fait ca?

N : J’ai un malade terrible. Tousser Trouver la shaman. Elle vais Tousser savoir le remède du cet malade. Tousser

Mahigan aller chercher Mòz

S : Bonjour Mahigan ! Est qu’il y a un problème ?

C : Oui ! Pijiwa est presque mort ! Nous avons besoin de chercher la shaman ! Maintenant !

S : Attendre ! Nous avons besoin du prend les nourriture ! Ma mère fait du Bannock un type du pain et mon père chasser un cerf. Je pense que mes parents vais laisser moi prend un peu.

C : Dépêcher !

Dans la nuit

N : Mahigan et Mòz chercher pour la shaman pour plusieurs des jours. Finalement, elles trouvent le tipi du shaman.

C : S’il vous plait ! Notre chef est très malade ! Est que  vous a le remède du cet malade ?

N : Mais il y a pas du réponse. Les deux filles crient pour la shaman pour un longe temps jusqu’à ce qu’elles décider du chercher le tipi.

S : Il n’y a aucune dans le tipi ! Pauvre Pijiwa ! Il n’a pas du remède !

C : Nous avons besoin du retourner.

À la tribu

C : Où est Pijiwa !? Pijiwa !

S : Il est mort.

Point au corps du Pijiwa

C : Pijiwa…Non Pijiwa !

Pleurer

S : Mais Pijiwa est mort d’un malade terrible. Chaque jour,  plus et plus du personnes mort du le malade terrible.

Un jour…

N : Cette place est formidable !

C : Qui sont ils ?

Point aux européens

S : Je ne sais pas…

R : Et les fourreaux ! Regard les fourreaux !

St : Oui.

N : Est que vous voulez fait un échangé ? Les fourreaux pour une bouteille d’alcool ?

S : Les Cris aimer l’alcool alors chaque jour, les européens apporter les bouteilles d’alcool. Ils aussi apporter un substance nomme tabac et les Cris aimer ca aussi. Pourtant, un jour, Mahigan entendu un européens parler du quelque chose terrible.

N : Demain, nous avons volé leur terre. Ils ont très stupides !

St : Oui

R : Alors, je vais demander à d’autres personnes à se joindre à nous.

N : Bon. Je vais coucher maintenant.

C : Oh non ! Je besoin d’avertir les autre et puis prier à Nota notre dieu.

S : Dans le matin, il y a un terrible batail. Il y avait trop d’européens, mais les Cris se sont battus courageusement tout façon. Pourtant, les Cris a perdu et les européens voler leur terre. Mais Mahigan et Mòz sont content parce que elles sont finalement avec Pijiwa leur chef, leur ami et leur okiskinwahamâkêw leur professeur. 

Anti-bullying (comics)

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Toronto Humane Society

Humane Society

As a reward for getting almost all A's on my report card, my dad is getting us a dog. It's been 4 months now since he made his promise. Finally he remembered his promise and started making plans. I went asking my friends about taking care of a new dog. However, most importantly, I asked them about which dog breed suited my family's lifestyle the most. Luckily, one of my friends has a dog and after questioning my lifestyle, she recommended getting a Yorkie. She also suggested that I should get my dog from the Toronto Humane Society.

The Toronto Humane Society is a charity/animal shelter that helps unwanted or abandoned pets find a forever home that is perfect for the animal. After I told my dad and did a little research on the shelter, my dad wanted to check it out. He drove us to the shelter, and after a couple of minutes, we arrived. The Toronto Humane Society was a short but big building. It had pictures of dogs and cats all over the place. But the most depressing and attractive part, was a wall. Yes, a wall. But on that wall, was the names of the animal that died, so carefully carved on the memorial wall. It was overwhelming to see so much dead animals that never got treated properly. It showed how cruel some humans an be; thinking animals are just something like a pencil. But that's wrong. Dog have their own will and thought. To see so many names of the animals who were rejected just because they were maybe ugly or too aggressive, etc. The animals who get taken are extremely lucky. Which brings us back to the shelter. 

When we went inside, we decided to visit the dog section first. (After all, we were looking for a perfect dog for us). We opened the door to find a sweet white poodle. However, this was a shelter dog. As soon as the poodle saw us, it started barking frantically. It was scampering around it's cage, barking and clawing. It was as if he/she were saying, "Hey! Guys! Over Here! Please take me, I don't like this place." Every dog except for the ones who have been there since forever, barked loudly, trying to get our attention. The more mature ones (the ones that were there for a long time) only stood there pleading and begging with their eyes. When we were going to see another dog, those mature ones would follow us as long as they could. One of the big dogs would bark savagely, as if all those years of waiting for an owner, made him mad. His barks, unlike the poodle's, were more of an angry bark than a "Please take me" one. He was saying, "You, humans! Look at what you did to me! I don't deserve this! I've done nothing wrong and now look at me!" His eyes showed pure anger. Even when we left his cage, he was still barking furiously. He was yelling, "See?! That's exactly what I meant! You just leave me to rot!

Everyone was relieved to go and see the cats. At least the cats don't bark. However, the cat section was even more depressing than the dogs. Way more. There were at approximately 10 rooms with about 20 cats in each room. That's about 200 unwanted cats! Maybe even more! Each cat has a poster giving a short description about the cat's personality, why it was rejected/abandoned/surrendered. Most cats ended up in the shelter because the previous owner didn't have enough time any more. This shows how irresponsible some owners are. They just get a cat for the sake of getting a cat. They don't think ahead of time of all the possibilities that could happen, or if they even have enough time and money for it. One of the cats got surrendered by her owner just because her cat got kittens. The owner should have considered the possibility before getting a female cat and have gotten a male. What was more sad was the fact that some of the cats were unwanted because of their appearance. It's not like humans get killed because they are born ugly. One of the cats has an incurable eye problem which makes him unable to see. In place of the bracelet and the pupil, there was a cloudy gray spot on both of his eyes. Because of that, this poor cat was rejected and unwanted. Some of the cats, the ones who have been there for a long time with no luck on finding an owner, don't bother when somebody passes their cage. They have been through a lot and nobody bothered to even think about getting them. Some of the new members would trot up eagerly with a flicker of hope in their eyes. They were like the dogs but also unlike them. The dogs were pleading with barks and tried to attract our attention while the cats were waiting for someone to walk up to their cage, then act as sweet as possible. Their form of persuading was to try to make the people give in and melt into their cute, cuddly and sweet faces.

When it was time to leave, I couldn't help but feel sad. All those innocent animals might never have a perfect home. Or even an okay home again. However, the good-ish news was that they will be remembered and honored once their names get carved on the memorial wall.     

Daydreams (Poem)

Daydreams

Sitting in class,
Looking out the glass
While the teacher is yakking
But I want to do something!

Then out of thin air,
In my teacher's hair,
Was a little horn!
My classmates turn to corn, 
As witches make a spell,
Pixies or fairies-I can't really tell,
Made my backpack fly!

Suddenly I'm floating, 
And I start thinking
"Isn't that the moon?
It looks like a balloon!"
Then I'm in a creator
And I see something with fur!
He had six legs and one eye,
I can't help thinking that he's a funny guy.

I get transported to a village,
I'm behind a hedge,
As I see soldiers with spears. 
When the coast is clear,
I get up and hear,
People shouting my name!
I spun around,
And guess what I found,
People all worshiping me!

I look up and find,
Maybe I'm out of my mind,
But a ship heading my way!
"Isn't that Blackbeard?"
I think as I peered
At a big bulky  pirate.
He motioned to be quiet,
As he crept up a hill,
I saw something that made my heart go still!
X marks the spot!
I quickly trot and dig.
But just as I hit something big,
I hear a cry
"Young lady, pay attention", my teacher sighs.

I'm back in school,
And I stare like a fool.
"Isn't that dragon underfed?"
I pondered in my head.

Happiness (Poem)

Happiness

Happiness isn't something you could steal,

you can't see it, nor hear it, only feel.

Happiness lies deep in your heart,

and that does not part.

Happiness only comes when you're happy,

and the room fills with glee.

However,

even if happiness is there forever,

it may be

turned into sadness don't you see?

Everyone is happy now and then,

especially when you get 10 out of 10!

Everyone likes when you are happy, not sad,

and no one likes when you are mad.

Happiness, jubilation.

Those words all mean nothing.

It's the emotion

that actually means something.

Happiness can be shown by a smile,

flash your teeth;white as a crocodile's.

So stand there grinning for a while,

toss your hair as you show of your style.

Now take a stroll,

'cuz you're on a roll!

Now if you're feeling kinda snappy,

think of a time that made you happy.

There's no need to be grouchy and mad,

since you're making the people around you sad.