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Homeschool Report

Targeting Maths type of bks-eg.addition term 1&4

Plan-copy parts, use the curriculum

Long multiple answers


Notepad not workbook

Maths needs 2 answers


Simpler vs more detailed

Your questions/info vs theirs/more creative or independent work/self edited

Shorter vs longer

Name, Grade, date, subject, Sample number

English 1st sample – draft and final, poem and poem, long enough for grade

Dont repeat anything from previous years

Show working out for maths

You used good descriptive words, spelling, capitals, punctuation, interpretation, vocab, recollection, analysation, editing, sentence structure, comprehension, etc. -curriculum

Eg. Give them a list of who likes what flavoured ice cream, ask them to tally the answers. Ask a simple question (what’s the favourite flavour?). That’s first sample.
Second sample might be ‘think of a question you’d ask, find and ask 10 people. Mark (or tally) their responses, graph it (given the graph outline already) answer 2 questions (favourite/least favourite) or similar.

Show editing, like a character profile (like the Leonard page) or a writing plan (yr2).

Video or typed or lots of photos

family, history, life


The Gaelic form of the surname Joyce is Seoigh pronounced sho ya/sho-i-ga.The name may be of French locational origins from the village of Josse sur Mer, in Calvados, Normandy Glamorganshire (Welsh: Sir Forgannwg), a region of South Wales, anciently part of the Welsh kingdom of Glywysing, where they held a family seat from very early times and were granted lands by Duke William of Normandy, their liege Lord, for their distinguished assistance at the Battle of Hastings.They settled in the far west of Connacht, on the borders of Mayo and Galway, where their descendants became completely gaelicised, ruling the territory in the barony of Ross – today still known as ‘Joyce’s Country’The Joyces were one of the fourteen ‘Tribes of Galway‘, who had seats in Mervue, Woodquay, and parts of County Mayo.James Augustine Aloysius Joyce (1882-1941), Irish author, best known for his novel “Ulysses” in 1922, “A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man” in 1916.Richard Joyce was a goldsmith around 1700 who is credited with the origins of the Claddagh ring.”Death before dishonour”.We do know from the Battle Abbey Rolls that recorded the companions of William the Conqueror that a Cil de Jort (Lord of Jort) fought for William. It is assumed that this is the same person as Robertus de Jorz who was recorded in the Domesday Book 20 years later as owning land in Nottinghamshire.As the Joys became Gaelicised so too did the name which morphed to Clann Seioghe.There is a distinct branch of Joyces from England who do not appear to be related to those with Connemara roots, another branch related to the English Jowsey family and yet another related to a Josse family with roots in Scotland but some suggestion that they may have gone to Scotland via Ireland.Harden is a hamlet, in the parish of Bingley, union of Keighley, Upper division of the wapentake of Skyrack, in the West Riding of Yorkshire.In Scotland, the family claim Harden in Roxburghshire as their ancient homesteadThe surname was first found in Berwickshire, Scotland•William John English VC (1882-1941), Irish recipient of the Victoria CrossDerived from the Old Norse word manningi, which means a valiant man.The surname Manning was first found in SuffolkThe oldest record of the family occurs in Domesday [Book]Mannings Heath is a village in the Horsham District of West Sussex, England.• Corporal Sidney E. Manning soldier in the United States Army who received the Medal of Honor for World War IIrish, scottish, welsh, englishConnacht, mayo, galway

Creativity, life, Mental Health, Nature


Death soon becomes us or so they say
Beauty and passion are taken away
Turn away bleeding they banish your soul
No longer forgiven deception untold
Follow the streetlights to suffering and pain
Anguish stained teardrops will fade with the rain
Jealousy within us is coupled with hate
Forces of nature controlling our fate
Lonely souls beckon, the future so blind
Suffer the children because of our kind
No understanding of all that we’ve done
We’ll never bear witness to the beasts we’ve become
The shadows surround us like angels of death
Our heartbeats are fading with every breath
Now here in the silence we close our eyes tight
We’ll sleep til forever and follow the light
Our tears have all fallen, this sorrows our own
Another soul broken now we’re all alone
Awakening, Creativity, life, Mental Health, Nature

I Miss Being a Tree

The rain fell gently over me, reminding me of the past. It felt cool on my dry faded skin. Then the sun came out from behind the clouds, drying me. I felt the cold hard cement holding me in place and a breeze gently passing me. All around me, others just like me, stood like cookie cutter statues all in a row. We all shared the same sadness and longing for home. A home we would never see again.

I tried not to think about my last day there but sometimes i could still hear the sound of the saw cutting through my body. Then that almighty crash as i fell to the ground, surrounded by my friends. I wondered if they had suffered a similar fate to mine. I had reached out to those nearest to me when i felt the first blow. My life energy had surged from my roots and into theirs, passing along my strength to help them grow even stronger.

Now i could no longer feed from the earth that had surrounded my roots. I could never again soak up the rain or breathe in the air. My limbs had all been removed so i couldnt offer shade or a home for the animals anymore. My bark had been stripped away, leaving my trunk exposed. I would no longer grow any closer to the sky. My only purpose now, was to serve as a place for things to be hung. A lifeless ghost of my former green glory. Never to bloom again.

Creativity, family, health, history, home, life, Marriage, Mental Health, Parenting

My Life

Born 1982


Kate 1984

Hervey bay

Blake 1986











Moved out




Gold coast






Moved out


Mum died


Moved out










Lost Weight


Online dating



Hervey Bay

Blood pressure











Happily ever after

career, Creativity, Funny, life, Money, Nature


Mr nobody

Petal, possum, pumpkin

Thank u poem rhyming

Elf on the shelf-bunny on the dunny

Birth marks

Floating elephants

Kindness kit

Pangolin protein balls

Hellbender and Mud puppy

The guzzler, bendy wendy, etc

Fairytales based on animals like red riding hood is saved by the wolf from the huntsman etc

Disney characters reversed-ariel-siren, etc

Modern Boudicca

Tiny Coloured Stone animal, oil, music box, power card, etc

Funny like dick Candles/fuck off resin/etc

Emotion infused objects

African rain frog

The tiny seed

Thunder lightening is pegasus etc

Angels care for birds, fairies tiny like bugs, sea angels ocean, humans for earth

Butterfly nebula, tarantula, cats eye

Personality only cos everyones born identical

Seasons/months gang

Boogie monsters

Senses gang

Natures loving spirit whispers healing harmonies to the innocent

Hate your guts

Hb brumbies

Loa land

Parkour pixie

Velcro girl

Cinema cleaner


Fortune cookies

Shooting up the enemy

Princess and pee

Velvety rose

Earthkeepers-7+1, colours, animals, skills, eco issues, countries, hair

Butterflies Act Cute to Steal Turtles’ Tears

Jade and Joy

Rusty, salenta, tonto, freckles, Priscilla, chiquita, seven, rio, rocky, trigger, sargent, bristol, jacarna, zeus, prophet


Culicorn amiyals dockah fwatah owsigh pingping entant prickeepine cockacroach

Tmnt oz-Luke,Mick,Doug,Robbo

Dryad, Blue sea dragon

Young guy thief stealing from businessman with other thieves via an elaborate teamwork plan but he takes it all at the end and tricks them. He escapes to the heaven life place and a lady sends him to the new place but he is now a child again in a new life and suspects it’s a similar life task as the first life. Like a groundhog day type of existence.

career, Creativity, history, life, Mental Health

Fight Back


Im tired of letting ppl use me

Im tired of letting ppl abuse me

Im tired of letting ppl infuse me

With their doubt and their lies and their deceit in disguise

As concern for my wellbeing

Their concern for what im feeling

Their concern that im unappealing

So they push me away to a corner where i stay

Until i become worth it

Thats when i become nervous

Thats when i become further

Away from my true self or left on a dark shelf

Amongst those who have failed

Amongst those who have bailed

Amongst those who have paled

When its their time to shine and time to walk a straight line

So we cower and crawl back

Knowing everything we lack

Knowing we’ll never go back

To the places of shame where they poisoned our brains

And dragged us into the city

And filled our hearts up with pity

And made us all feel so shitty

Because we couldnt live up to expectations they had but

We wont ever stop rioting

We wont ever stop lighting

The way for those who are fighting

For a future of peace for every beauty, man and beast

Coz everyone is deserving

Coz everyone is here serving

Coz everyone is here learning

How to live and let live and let go, and to give

Every piece of their heart

Coz we all play a part

And the best time to start

Is the here and the now, no matter who why or how

So stand up and be proud

Let your voice hit the crowd

Speak your truth, take a vow

Pledge allegiance to earth the sacred land of your birth

The only one in this universe who truly sees what youre worth

And always puts your life first

Along with every other tiny insignificant speck.

It could be worse