Earthquake Madness!

Tap, tap, rattle, rattle. I was tossing and turning in bed trying to get to sleep when I heard rattling and tapping noises. I thought that is was my dad because he constantly rattles the windows by snoring. Then Mother Nature gave me a wakeup call…  at 12.02 at night!!! (Way past my bedtime). I heard rumbling noises as my bunk started shaking “Shoot the cat!” I shouted “IT'S AN EARTHQUAKE!!!”

The shaking continued as I half expected the house to fall down on us as my sister Emma, my little and big brothers Paul and Marc and my Mum ran downstairs to the doorway while my dad and I ran to my room's doorway. I suddenly felt sick as the shaking and rolling continued for about 5 minutes, my Mum not making it any better by shouting out to see if we were alright. The rolling stopped and my dad and I ran downstairs and asked “are you alright”, then I noticed Marc, he looked on the verge of tears as he cuddled his favourite soft toy ‘Red draggie’ (A red dragon soft toy) I asked if he was feeling good and he answered “Yes,”. While all this was happening mum was checking GeoNet seeing how strong the earthquake was and where it was “Gosh! A 7.8 that is whopping big one,” “Actually I think it's the biggest one in a few years,” my big brother Paul replied in a scientific voice. “Uhhh guys can we focus on the task at hand” Emma said “Yeah for once I agree with Emma, where are we going to get some light” I wondered suddenly realising that there WAS no light! “Hey what about FOOD” Marc said emphasising the last word. “Okay guys get shoes and a jacket and let's go outside,” Mum said. So we all went and got shoes and a jacket then I realised that I wasn’t wearing my glasses so I walked upstairs to get them and also something I hadn’t used in a long time, my soft toy dog (Which when I was little I called Doggie) and cuddled it to my chest feeling its soft fur brushing against my face. “Pippa where are you” my Mum called up and I ran downstairs still clutching my toy.

My dad had gotten torches and gave one to each of us Paul, Mum, Himself, Marc, Emma and I so we went outside for a while felt a few aftershocks and mum said “I think it's alright now we can go inside” so we all went inside and I caught a glimpse of Mums phone she was texting people to see if they were alright then my eyes caught a peep at the time 12.39 at night! “Well obviously we are not going to get back to sleep easily so why don’t we do something else” Paul said breaking the silence “Well I could read a book” I said “I just wanna cuddle to sleep with mummy” Marc said. So we all went of to get things to do while Paul successfully tried to connect to the radio with his phone. I got my book (Percy Jackson- The Mark of Athena) and plonked myself down on the couch and started reading, time passed by quickly and at some point I went to sleep and dad must of carried me up the stairs into my bed because the next morning I woke up safely in bed cuddling Doggie, the house still intact. That was my story of the earthquake madness.

Earliest Memorys

My earliest memory at CSNS is when I walked through the door holding my mum’s hand and we lined up to meet the teacher to find out where I would be sitting . Mum spoke to the teacher. She said the normal welcoming to the class and  hoped I would have a great time in Team 21. She continued talking to the teacher while I scouted out for a group of girls I could join, no luck. Then I saw them. Eva, Maddy and Emma who have been my friends ever since.

I am a successful CSNS kid because I fluently use the attributes of a College Street kid as part of my everyday life and I’m open to new ideas and I am always trying out new things. I’m most proud of all my academic achievements at CSNS and my learning at College Street. The things I will miss most about College Street are the hilarious teachers and all the wonderful learning experiences that come with them. In the future I would like to be a professional ballroom dancer by night and a teacher by day at CSNS.