The Babylonians invented one of the worlds first callenders, it was a mathematical model in which they could record huge amounts of astronomical events and was even used to time business transactions. They may have invented theses things, all though they did not do it purely for science, they actually did it for horoscopic reasons.
The mayans where just as Intrested in astrogy as well and had a interest in horoscopes as well. But unfortunately all of their documents and texts were destroyed by Spanish conquistadors. We do know that they created the Mayan long count callender which involved the base 20 number system this meant they could predict the rotation of the planets they used this for horoscopes and astrology.
In Rome a Greek astronomer by the name of tallemy, his most famous work was the Ptolemaic system, it stated that earth was the center of the univer this was proven to be obviously wrong. Also hipparticus ( considered to be worlds most famous astronomer) he recorded many stars and invented the procession of the equinoxes, the term for the earths wobble on its around its axis.
Why did tallemy think earth was the center of the universe?
How did hippaticus discover the procession of the equinoxes?
I know now that we take for granted simple like callenders or simple knowledge about space, and that if ancient astronomers didn’t figure these things out we might not of had callenders ect.
I looked at the lavishly decorated shop, with elegant silk curtains and stocked with antique toys, barbies and plush stuffed animals, …it reminded me of a time when having ornate figurines and toys was the norm. Now these are deemed As useless fragments of sentiment. It reminded me of a time when having money to afford these things was the majority. I scanned the hazelnut brown shelves fantizing about one day posseing one. The loud buzz of the floaters hovering along the road snapping me back into my simple little reality.
So far in semester two, I think I’ve achieved most of the goals I set semester for semester two. We covered most of the subject (division, questioning, ect) I had in my goals. In reading, we worked on questioning and the system of thinking of deep questions which have helped me formulate questions with structure and method like stated in my goal we did things as a class like reading a chapter of the class book and writing deep questions on the board.
For Math, I clearly achieved my goal of learning division strategies as that was our main focus in math I learnt two different methods of long division which were both accurate and efficient. I solved many problems and am even able to accurately calculate division involving decimals. As a class, we did a lot of division work in out hotmaths book.
In writing, I think I achieved writing understandable speeches ( for all knowledge levels) as in debates we had to write prepared speeches which I got positive critique on and am also much more comfortable on writing speeches which helped me with my goal.
For my final goal, to take my time with my work, I think was achieved as I’ve felt less rushed in tasks like homework. I also did my high school testing which I felt much less rushed in as a result of my goal.
This term I want to achieve :
- For Maths, converting percentages, fractions, and decimals and to learn an accurate strategy to do so
- For reading, to have deeper more meaningful reflections than previous terms
- In writing, I want to get better at revising my stories and noticing little things I need to change before taking it to teachers
- For personal goals, I would like to become more efficient and less chatty around friends during class time.
Goal- to mirror my beginning and ending
The grip, as they call it was a particularly brutal punishment , it would beat your skin raw leaving bruises and scars. The rope stained with crimson blood constantly moving and vibrating. Tears glazed the victims eyes . You stood motionless as though you where a brass statue, perfectly still with the rope rubbing and moving, your tears staying pearched perfectly underneath your eye. The guards watching with a smirk, the public chanting as the guards push them back onto the narrow pavement. You throat dry from you constantly trying to scream. The grip as they call it was a particularly brutal punishment.
Goal- to use description well
As I rode the crowded school bus home, I cought sight of my mum at the door in a baggy pair of lightly washed overalls, a garment she’d never wore due to their light tone and not suiting her formal aesthetic . I leaped out’ve the school bus and down the pavement. She was holding two small paint tins, one a periwinkle blue another a lime green. She was mid sentence, speaking to my dad,
‘But what colour should it be?’ She picked up a plastic bag and unwrapped a paint brush, I tossed my bag to the side, and picked up the brush, it’s bristles fresh.
Goal- to experiment with new tone
I can’t believe he’d do that, we’d been together for 3 weeks and out’ve nowhere he decides that I’m not the one, says that I’m too much of a petty princess, how dare he. I slip on my fluffy pink slides and stroll down the stairs, my mascara smudged from the constant rubbing of my eyes, from the river of tears I created. I head into the kitchen and try to cook myself some 2 minute noodles, too nervous to attempt to make anything else. I stuff the bland rubbery strands into my mouth getting smudges of crimson lipstick on them.
I knew this letter was coming, it would determine the fate of my friendship. It was the precious and invaluable results of my high school application. As slowly peeled open the envelope and unfolded the precious slip of paper, as I read the contents of the letter I was aware of the smile on my face. I had gotten in along with all my other friends, I couldn’t be more happy. It was my dream school, elegant gates, large patches of grass. This was seemingly the best day of my life.
I was young and dumb and didn’t realise the consequences that they had put in place due to the new world order. The new world order ensured that only ther rich, smart of powerful could have any freedom. But of course I simply couldn’t comprehend with their simple rules. We where extremely weathy before the order which meant we had a very high position . We had a powerful status but along with it was going along with their horrible plans. I had to act out and put my whole family in jeopardy, why would I do that?
Goal- to use the prompt words interestingly
I slowly blinked my lime green eyes open. I felt cold stone on my back, not the silk sheets of my room. Slowly panicked trickled in, I should be in my room, I should of heard my infuriating alam clock by now. I felt an abnormal heat and leaped up. Looked around to see a and immense flame. Abruptly I notice a cloaked man giving me a glare that resembled ice.
‘YOU IGNORED ME, I WARNED YOU, I REMIDED YOU REGULARLY, BUT NO YOU CHOOSE TO FORGET THE PAIN AND HARM THAT THEY CAUSED, NOW YOU SHALL SUFFER!’ He roared.
Goal – To use suspense to slowly draw in my reader
It was my place of refuge. The only place where I had freedom. They accepted me there, I wasn’t a danger to the human kind. I’m not monster. Everyday I sneak of and to enter the small portal. Its paradise. I’m accepted, I’m part of the norm. I can use my so called mutation in peace, I can train and practice and for once I’ve made a friend.
‘You’re with us now,’ they told me and unlike the at home they stayed by my side. They didn’t lock me up and torture me. I was free.