Friday, 18 May 2018

Impereator

Imperator
Chapter I Romans advance
General Lucas Cornelius Wadus commander of the 7th
legion positioned in Britannia marched towards the Decurion Marcus Caius’s tent.
“Ave Marcus,” said General Wadus. The two Roman officers walked along the treeline.
Suddenly there was a huge roar of Celtic voices. Their leader bellowed,
“Be banished from our homeland or suffer mortal defeat.” “Quid! Quid!”
shouted 10 Roman legionaries. The familiar sound of scraping swords on scabbards
quickly came. Then the commander yelled, “Tostedo foration,”
so the legionaries made the formation. The simple soilders held the Celts off and the rest
of them fled. Soon the Roman legion advanced into Araluen.
On the frontier of Hispania  
Two legionaries were on watch duty on the border, when suddenly one heard a Spanish
voice say, “Cuando yo digo tres!” “Hold it Legionary Galucus;
I thought I heard somebody speaking Spanish over there.”
“Nonsense Legionary Dalonsus. The Hispainians or any other Spanish would not dare
sully Roman territory with their dirty feet, by Jupiter”.
Suddenly five Hispainians jumped out of the bush.
Two pounced on the Romans and held their mouths.
Then they were tied up with rope. ”Bien hecho Juan,Xavier,Luis and Paulo.
"Marga vida Mauro nuestro jefe”. “Ahora al bosque de la Algarve.”
 

    
    

Tuesday, 15 May 2018

The rise of Stoke City

The rise of stroke

Chapter 1 defeat

2 nil to Manchester united at half time stroke city better catch up in the second half
Their goal keeper Morris had missed one penalty kick and one field goal

Second half stroke have the ball harry passes it to Edward and he scores stroke are very happy to be
back in the game. There supporters wave flags and yell a big groan comes from Manchester’s
supporters. Edward off will on will jogs on he replaces Edward in midfield. Manchester have the ball
and go up field and it was stopped by Morris and he kicks it to the other end Moore kicks and scores
2 all stroke are so happy they slide along the ground on their knees. Manchester have it from Zane
to Zac and he scores 3vs2.

Gk time in the soccer world cup finals. Stroke kick off the kick went two inches from the goal Axl
Manchester’s goal keeper kicked it up to the half way mark Rogan slid and kicked it to robin who
kicks it to fry who kicks it ford to Alexandra and gets kicked in the leg by delve for Manchester. Delve
is awarded a red card and has to go off because he did a foul Alexandra is seriously wounded and is
being carried off field in a stretcher. Fry takes the penalty kick and scores.

In the brake before GKA tom strokes manager says you are playing well but you still have to see Jet
also drake will replace Alexandra.

Jet the teams trainer had brown hair blue eyes his skin was white his jacket and pants are blue.
When the team went to see jet bellowed “five times around the field after you have done that do
three hundred pushups! I’ll have you win”. The assistant coach had drake “try and kick a goal “he
urged.

GKA time 3 all who will win a ticket to Russia! for the greatest soccer games ever Manchester have
the ball a long ball taken by drake a high pass it went over Jon a midfield for Manchester and to
harry he kicks for goal axl stops the ball! And kicks it to migrant. Migrant shoots his shot is stopped
by Morris he throws it to Tomas he side steps, spins and runs to Manchester’s midfield line all four
of them came at him so he passed it to James who passes it to Jesse he tries to score but axl stops it

axl kicks it to Fred Manchester’s penalty taker he shots and scores 4vs3 five minutes left in the game
can stroke catch up they’ll have to get another point ad lest for a penalty show down. Manchester
wins.

Thursday, 10 May 2018

The Changing of History Chapter 1 The Other Side of Dawn

Chapter 1


It’s been only 25 minutes since Fi (I think) said that I should write down what we’ve been doing for the past
months.
By the way I’m making sure I’m putting the ‘I’ before the E except after C.
That was Mrs Robinson’s (my english teacher) favourite saying.
I wonder where they all are; anyway I should probably get writing because I’m just doing this to escape from
doing
my job. That's what Ian does to skip what he’s meant to be doing. I guess there is only one way to do this and
thats
from the beginning. Wow it seems ages ago, funny to think its only been a few months.


It all started when Mrs Robinson decided to organise a local trip to Waitangi for the Waitangi day celebrations.
I decided not to go because of Netball and I needed to look after the farm,
Homer didn’t go because he said that he had to stay and look after the Cattle but I seriously doubt it.
Fi had to do Exams or something. Robyn had netball too and Will had senior rugby. Ian had to attend soccer
finals,
Mackenzie had some course work to finish up for  his shearing certificate.
And finally Lee had to keep an eye on the restaurant while his parents were away,
their chiller had been playing up recently.
Other than us the only people left in town were a couple of young families and old Mr Granger.


The day before all the sports started something weird happened, tourists and visitors stopped coming
. I tried to ring Fi but the phone was out. Next I tried to put the TV on,
but all that came up was a blank screen not even any noise. That evening around 7pm I heard them,
hundreds of Air Force planes flying low without lights.
It was Quite Dark so I could not see what country they were from.
Next minute I heard some shots from Front St.
Quickly I got Into the SUV and drove about 160 to Fi’s that’s how nervous I was.
It took quite a while because Fi’s house was right in the centre of town.
When I got there there was Fi just standing there looking like a ghost she was so pale.
‘W wh wha… what's happened’ she stammered. We went to the Police Station but no one was there ether.
By now I was Filled with terror. ‘I don’t think the Williamsons went’ Fi whispered finally they might no whats
going on” I just nodded I couldn’t get a word past the huge lump in my throat so Fi drove. When we got there
I just sat hoping that Homer's family knew what was going on.


Slowly the time stretched on three minutes, twenty minutes, one hour.
Then I saw a reassuring Shape Mr Williams he was talking to Homer and Fe I couldn’t
hear what they were saying but a few minutes later Homer and Fe came walking out of the house each
one had a few bags one on Homer's back In Homer's hand was a 22 rifle.
‘We’ve got to leave not the district but only leave town and go somewhere where no one will find us
and only come out if we see people that we know very well are looking for us’ Homer explained.
‘Ok’ me and Fe chorused together. ‘Lets go and get more people and try to help them too’ Fe said 'ok' but the
Adults
will stay and work the land. Next Minute a Shreech! Noise them Boom! By the Johnsons place.
On the way we went past the Johnsons.
It was a mess there was scattered wood and stone the roof was Burnt and all the stones scattered.
Mr Johnson the rugby coach had luckily been out while his family were away.
Mr Johnson is a big guy about 1.96 meters tall and 101 kgs
. We picked up Ian from Christos arbitrageur College and then we got Mackenzie from a farm just south from
where
we were. Robyn wasn't at her house when we got there.
We decided to wait for 20 minutes then we’d go and look at the netball court.

Thairis air na cnuic agus fada air falbh

Thairis air na cnuic  agus
fada air falbh


Air Disathairne an 26mh den Damhair
1845 Bha Rìgh Rìoghail Riochdairean Rìgh
Uilleam III de Shasainn a 'mèarrsadh Diùc Bhaile Atha Cliath
mar riaghladair air Brògan an Ear agus Ceannard nan
Caimbeulach
air Gearasdan, Alba.

Ann am Vain an Scottish United còmhla eadhon na naimhdean ach
na
Caimbeulaich. Rìgh Seumas Rìgh na h-Alba na uachdaran air an
Royal Dragoon Guard Chuir e na Buidhnean-feachd Ghraineadair
Ghàidhealach aige gus na luchd-ionnsaigh a chumail a 'dol gus am
faigheadh ​​e an arm rìoghail còmhla Bliadhna an dèidh sin, Rìgh
Seumas agus an

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Thuirt an rìgh gun tigeadh a mhac, Prionnsa Seumas,
IV leis an uaireadair dubh ann an 56 uairean a thìde.

Ach dh'fheumadh Scouts Sasannach Drochaid Berdan a
dhèanamh gus am feumadh e fhèin agus a shaighdearan a dhol suas gu beanntan deigh agus Bàs.
Bha 57 de na 100 fir a 'bàsachadh A' feuchainn ri
faighinn gu arm na h-alba agus chaidh 33 duine a mharbhadh le
Beurla agus bha am Prionnsa air a bhith a 'faireachdainn fo anail
agus dh'fhàs e glè dhuilich nuair a chaidh 9 a bharrachd de na fir
aige a mharbhadh le bhith a' sreap far an oir dìreach Seumas agus
a Chaiptean Nuair a bha iad a 'fuireach ach nuair a ràinig iad a'
champa chaochail an caiptean de fhuar ach cha robh Seumas
beò ach goirid an dèidh don t-suidheachadh a ghabhail agus
chaidh
Rìgh agus Prionnsa na h-Alba a thoirt a-null a Lunnainn agus
chaidh
taigh mòr a thoirt dhaibh ach cha deach iad às an rathad.

Lost yet found

Carl was lost. Entirely, wholly, completely lost. This wasn’t what he had in mind when he set out on his
adventure. Yet, here he was in the middle of the countryside clutching his cherished map, wondering
which way to turn next.


From somewhere within the walls of green that surrounded him, he heard footsteps approaching,
slowly and purposefully, and it began to dawn on Carl that he was not alone at all…

Start your writing here: Suddenly there was a humongous ‘bang’ of  gunfire and the whole forest seemed to explode. He could hear people dismounting from their horses and starting to struggle up the slope. Men in full uniform; dark blue caps, coats done up with silver buttons, military pants  with ochre ties and knee high riding boots that made their movements clumsy as they slipped and slid over the wet ground came into his clearing. Their rifles had wooden stocks and brass  barrels, half way across was a lead switch that he guessed was the safety. Carl could make out 27 men, as he slid sideways into the cover of some bushes he saw a brown messenger’s satchel hanging from a branch. Looking inside he saw a leather covered notebook, a file filled with papers, a black velvet bag, a compass and a colt 45 revolver. The gun could hold up to 8 rounds (one in the chamber and 7 in the clip), he checked it quickly making sure the safety was on and it was fully loaded then slung the satchel over his shoulder - something about these men made him feel nervous. Then he remembered something about the men that he had heard before, it struck him they were CCD - the Magastereums soldiers! He remembered seeing one of their Gyrocopters searching the sky when he had left Oxford and realized that that must have been three days ago, he’d lost track of the time as well as himself.


One of the men raised his rifle and shot, Carl felt a shock as the bullet hit his left arm. He ducked behind some bushes and loaded the pistol  then jumped back as a bullet slammed into the ground in front of him. One of the men shouted something in a foreign language and then Carl heard a thick Spanish accent “Alethiometer”. Now thoroughly confused  Carl fired at the man’s leg and with a groan of pain he slowly sank to the ground, his comrades gave a deafening roar and charged towards him.

Carl saw a belt hanging on a branch by where the satchel had been it had a short knife on the right side and on the left side was a sword Without pausing to think he grabbed the belt, put it on his waist and out of the corner of his eye saw a small  spyglass just behind the knife and there was some extra ammunition (2 more rounds) then he heard a Neigh! Peering around a trunk he spied a horse. He quickly tightened the saddle girth and saw the most horrible thing in his life at the edge of the treeline. There was a body, he walked over to the man and said “What is your name?”
“Edward William Duncan” he replied hoarsely then groaned and fell back urgently saying “water”. Understanding dawned on Carl’s face and he quickly pulled the waterskin from the saddle and gave the man water. “Thanks” said Edward “now run! Have you. got that Satchel?” Carl nodded and said “I’m not leaving you here” then he helped Edward into the saddle, took the reins and moved the horse into a quick Gallop.

It was midday when Carl awoke with a bump to find he had been dozing in the saddle and fallen off, his arm hurt terribly. He  saw Edward a few metres away leaning against a rock and sharpening his sword. Then a bugle was sounded and the pounding of boots hammered and horses made a regular beat of Click! Clop! With a start Carl realised that they were being hunted he saw Edward unsling his rifle from his shoulder and load it and checked that the safety was on and raised his gun to just below his eye Edward
glanced at Carl and gave a reassuring smile quietly he told Carl to load his Colt 45 Carl obeyed and set to work loading his pistol then went and saddled the horse. Edward told him if the CCD found them they would be at least a day away. But no matter how hard he tried Carl couldn’t relax then Edward said something that caught his attention “Do you know what an alethiometer is?” “No” said Carl hs interest growing by the minute. Then a CCD officer gave a shout and Carl could hear boots pounding on the wet ground. Then a force of eighteen men erupted from the trees Carl waited until he could see the whites of their eyes then he opened fire. But he knew it was hopeless they were outnumbered nearly 10 to 1 then Edward was there he shot 4 men down in 5 bullets. The remaining men under a Sergeant retreated under fire. Then they came back with reinforcements the numbers were around 100 vs 2 so they both ran as fast as they could to get to the horse as they galloped away but with their attention focused on the men in dark blue and ochre they didn’t see the force in front of them when Edward guessed that they were out of range he told Carl and they turned round and found themselves surrounded by men in red coats with black army cockhats, gold buttons held the coats together, black kneehigh Infantry boots, white tights, white infantry shorts they all carried Muskets over their shoulders. Edward told Carl to raise his hands onto his head and put his revolver away. Slowly Carl obeyed as he looked at Edward he could see him doing the same then he whispered into Edward’s ear “Who are they” Edward’s quiet reply was “The King’s royal infantry the men who fight the magaterem” Carl mouthed a quiet ‘O’ of surprise.

Battle of Waterloo

Battle of Waterloo


British Commander in Chief: 1st Duke of Wellington
French Commander in Chief: Napoléon Bonaparte


French Numbers: 73,000
British Numbers: 116, 000


French Types of Units: 50, 700 Infantry, 14, 319 Cavalry,
  8, 050 Engineers and Artillery and 252 Guns.

British Types of Units: 25, 000 British,
6, 000 King's German Legion,
Netherlands 17, 000, 6, 000 Brunswick

Friday, 4 May 2018

Impereator

Imperator
Chapter I Romans advance
General Lucas Cornelius Wadus commander of the 7th legion positioned in Britannia marched towards the Decurion Marcus Caius’s tent. “Ave Marcus,” said General Wadus. The two Roman officers walked along the treeline. Suddenly there was a huge roar of Celtic voices. Their leader bellowed, “Be banished from our homeland or suffer mortal defeat.” “Quid! Quid!” shouted 10 Roman legionaries. The familiar sound of scraping swords on scabbards quickly came. Then the commander yelled, “Tostedo foration,” so the legionaries made the formation. The simple soilders held the Celts off and the rest of them fled. Soon the Roman legion advanced into Araluen.
On the frontier of Hispania  
Two legionaries were on watch duty on the border, when suddenly one heard a Spanish voice say, “Cuando yo digo tres!” “Hold it Legionary Galucus; I thought I heard somebody speaking Spanish over there.” “Nonsense Legionary Dalonsus. The Hispainians or any other Spanish would not dare sully Roman territory with their dirty feet, by Jupiter”. Suddenly five Hispainians jumped out of the bush. Two pounced on the Romans and held their mouths. Then they were tied up with rope. ”Bien hecho Juan,Xavier,Luis and Paulo. “Marga vida Mauro nuestro jefe”. “Ahora al bosque de la Algarve.”