THE BRITISH INTERNATIONAL SCHOOL ABU DHABI
11th November 2010
Created by the members of ‘The Press Gang’ at BISAD!
QUOTE OF THE WEEK ‘Praising what is lost makes the remembrance dear’ William Shakespeare.
Eid Football Final
Here are a few diary entries of what we got up to at Dibba!
Day 1: Students from yr 7-9 arrived at the absolute adven- Next week is the Eid holi-
On the 10th Novem-
ture in Dibba, Oman. Everyone is tired from the long jour- day and everyone is look- ber 2010, the pupils
ney, but very excited too! We are greeted with a warm ing forward to it, but for in years 2,3,4 had
smile from the staff and finally get to see the camp itself. those who don't know,
After unpacking our bags and getting split into 3 groups, we here’s what it’s all about.
their final football
headed off to the magnificent beach, the water is warm and match at lunchtime.
It is believed that Allah
the air is filled with the sound of laughter. Within our There were lots of
appeared in a dream to a
groups, we played games such as ‘drip, drip, drop’- (a
beach version of duck, duck goose) and many other games
Prophet called Ibrahim, staff and parents
asking him to sacrifice his
too. supporting the chil-
son as an act of obedience
Later, at the camp we had dinner and played ‘Snipper’ one to Allah. The devil tried to dren. There was a
of our evening activities. We were all exhausted and lights encourage Ibrahim to really good atmos-
are out at 10:30pm. What an eventful day! spare his son, but failed.
phere and we really
Day 2: Having breakfast and sitting with our friends we’re Ibrahim was about to sac-
all excited about the activities that the day brings us… rifice his son when Allah enjoyed it! Thanks to
We had many activities such as rock climbing, mountain sent him a lamb to sacri- Mr. Stuart and
biking, kayaking and trekking. Rock climbing was the first fice instead.
Mr. Vigneron for
activity. It was sweltering hot but that didn’t stop us from Now Eid is a public holi-
having fun. Many of us reached the top, it was such an day where Muslims pray organising such an
achievement! in their best clothes and amazing event!
Day 3 & 4 were packed with lots of exciting activities such then sacrifice a sheep or
as team building activities (see picture below)! goat and share it among By Rodney Hearn 5B
Finally, we arrived safely back at school. We were all sad family, friends and the Here is a picture of
that we had to return. I hope I can go again next year, I had poor.
the winning 5-a-
a fabulous time. Thank you to Mr. Edwards and to all the By Tamara Moule 7A
staff who planned this trip. side team!
Shannon Lienert 8A
THE MIONAS MYSTERY
Why it should have happened to her, nobody knows. After all, she was just an ordinary woman, a sad, lonely widow whose husband had only
recently died. His death had left her feeling without hope and forlorn. She could never forget him, and whenever someone mentioned him, she
broke down and cried.
But happen, it did, because as she was sleeping soundlessly in her bed, a sharp rapping of knuckles against her door woke her. “What on Earth
is that?” exclaimed Mrs. Mionas terrified out of her wits. She lay huddled in her bed for a few minutes more, until she had the courage to go
and open the door. As she clambered out of her bed, her heart skipped a beat because, again, she heard that blood-curdling knocking at her
“I’m coming, I’m coming!” shouted Mrs. Mionas, as she crept towards the door. “Better to get this over with, better to get this over with,” she
kept repeating to herself. She finally got to the door, yanked it open and found - nobody!
Outside, she wandered into the darkness of the night to look for who had knocked on her door. The street was deserted and deathly quiet, so
she walked back into the cottage, relieved. As she was walking back, she tripped over something and hurt her foot. Carefully, she bent down to
pick it up. “That’s strange,” said Mrs. Mionas, looking down at a dark, wooden box.
She took it inside and was just about to open it when something caught her attention. It was a note, taped to its side. “Hmm, I think I should
read this,” she said opening the envelope. When it was completely unwrapped, she stepped back in amazement. It read: “This is important.
Whatever you do, DON’T OPEN THIS BOX.”
“This day just gets better and better,” she said nervously. She slammed the box down on her desk, and walked towards the stairs. But as she
put her foot on the first step, she heard a soft, sliding sound. Turning to look at the box, she was unable to stop herself, and started to move
towards the box, waiting for something to happen. Then something did. A sudden flash of light flooded the room, and she heard the sound of
strange voices mixed with hideous wailing. Overcome by the blinding light and horrible noise, she screamed and fainted.
When the police found her, she was sitting in the corner of the room, rocking back and forth, with the box cradled in her arms. When they took
the box away from her, the police found another note. This one read: “We told her not to open it.”
Three days later, Mrs. Mionas died in hospital. POET TREE
By JACOB KENNING Year 4 CORNER
It’s November and no one’s mood is very high
And weekends seem so far away to come
School every morning and homework every night
After school activities all the time
But- as always- something breaks the rules
And the days stop being so predictable.
A huge thank you to all those budding
Because Eid is almost here and during it you will be able
authors who entered the Emirates Litera-
To wake up late, and party all night
ture Festival Writing Competition 2011.
And go wherever you truly mind
Students’ were asked to write a short
You have a break from the routine you follow every day
story based around the theme of ’The
And then you will find that holidays are really fun- that is what you’ll
Mystery’. We wanted to share with you
Jacob Kennings’ story (above) as we
Every time of the year.
thought it was absolutely outstanding!
Enjoy the Eid holidays! Everyone!
Winners will be announced in March! By Augustina Economou 8B
Good Luck all and well done Jacob!