April 3rd, 2007

Poetic Writing

This some poetry about camp and the things we did.

  

Wellington

 

Wind nearly blows me over

Cable car provides view

People busily work

Helicopters take off

A ferry leaves

Organized chaos

 

 

ONTV

 

Lights camera action

Recording

Cue on time

Present news

All watching

Our news

 

 

Sound House

 

Listening to loops

Mixing music

Formatting

Video editing

Cropping clips

Finished product

 

 

Te Papa

 

Ready for death

Getting amulets

Canopic jars

Tomb building

Ceremony

Mummified

 

 

 Cable car

 

Ticket booth

Boarding

Up the hill

Ice creams

Back down the hill

Cable car

Camp Recount

This is a ten minute snipet of what we did on camp.

  

ONTV

Lights, camera, action. The nervousness kicks in my heart starts to race but I think, all

I have to do is set up my shot and cue on cue. As the count down starts I echo it

“silence in the studio” I proclaimed loudly. “Starting count down” I continued

echoing. “54321″ we were filming. I quickly set up my shot and got ready to cue.

Over my head phones I hear “cue now”. As soon as I heard this I cued.

Afterwards we all watched closely, the story I was doing was first. The screen crosses

over to the interview from the presenter, YES they start perfectly on time thanks to

my cueing skills. We all watch the rest of the show. The stories were great and there

was even a story about a 72 year old streaking at a bouls tournament. We continue to

watch the rest of the show and opps, the weather presenter

points to the wrong places.

Oh well it was still a good show and it was really fun. We all are ready to go back to

camp and eat, shower and go to bed. But when we do get back from camp ill really

enjoy watching the other groups show.