Olympic logos

 This is my post on the Olympic logos. It also has my thoughts on the 2020 opening ceremony. I hope you enjoy, bye.

Paralympian William

I have made a slide about a paralympian here. I hope you enjoy. 

Wheelchair

 I have made a little cardboard wheelchair as an activity about the Para Olympics here's some photos. 

Making muffins

 Me and my Mother have been making banana muffins. Here is some photos of it. 

Para Olympics theme song

I have made a theme song for the para Olympics on crome music lab. You can listen to it here.

Hope you enjoy, bye. 

Banana egg pancakes!

 In lockdown I have made banana egg pankaes. I don't have any photos as I've already eaten them but can share the recipe with you (it makes about 5).

Ingredients:

1 pelled banana

2 eggs

2 tablespoons of blanched almond meal

Choc chips/nuts/other (optional) 

How to make:

Step 1: wisk eggs

Step 2: mash banana with fork

Step 3: add the mashed banana and almond meal with the eggs and mix

Step 5: heat non stick pan to over medium heat (this may need to be adjusted) 

Step 6: place two tablespoons of the mixture and cook for about 1 minute (you can add your choc chips/nuts/other now) then flip and cook for about 1 more minute

Step 7: enjoy 🤗. 

Archer story Retelling

This is my retell of hitting the target. It takes the original story and make a copy with slight  changes.

Long ago there was a man named Dan, a man who wanted to be the best. He couldn’t care less about what he would be good at so he chose Sky archery (archery from an aircraft in the sky).

This man trained and trained until he could hit a bullseye one hundred percent of the time.  Soon this man had become the best in his town. Then his county. Then his country. And then the entire world! This may have been because this wasn’t a sport but he still felt proud of himself. 

Sometimes he would show off to people and get that bullseye. One day when he was showing off his skills a little hillbilly boy walked up to him and exclaimed “even if you're the don darn best in the world, ye aint nothin compared to my paw.” “That's ludicrous” shouted Dan, “show me to your, ‘paw’ and so the little boy did.  

They walked out of town and through some rapid rivers, twisting trees and up a mountain as small as a mouse, strait to a nice little hillbilly house. No. A hillbilly home. A hillbilly home with hundred targets on a wall, all with an arrow Directly in the center of a bullseye! 

Soon the little boy's paw stepped out of the house, he was wearing a fancy suit. A fancy bow tie. A fancy top hat and two monicals, one for each eye. This man looked as fancy as could be, with an order like flowers and a face that could make you smile just with the faintest glance cleared his throat and exclaimed. “ howdy partnorino, dis don be my my diddly dun house in me diddly don field, wut brings ye here?” “well sir,” says a very disappointed Dan, your boy-” MY BOY” interrupts the fancy hillbilly. “Yes, your boy brought me here because apparently you’re better than me at Sky archery.”  “But to be honest, he’s right.” ” I can get a bullseye, but you can get one with one hundred pins. Tell me, how do you do it?” “Ah” shouts the fancy hillbilly. “Ye done do things your way, but IIIII do things mine.” “You see ies shoots the arrow first, THEN I done go paint a target'!