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Reading Magazine 2011 Year 5 © Australian Curriculum, Assessment and Reporting Authority, 2011.

How to play SPUD Rules of the game 1. Pick a player to start with the ball. The player with the ball is called It. 2 . It stands in the middle of the playing area with the ball. All the other players gather around. 3 . It tosses the ball into the air, and calls another player’s name. This player is now It and has to get the ball. Everyone else runs a w a y. 4 . It yells ‘SPUD!’ as soon as It gets the ball. Everyone else has to freeze. 5. Then It takes three giant steps towards another player, and throws the ball at that player’s feet. The other player must not move, even if there’s a chance of being hit by the ball. 6. If It hits the other player, or if that player moves, then the player gets a letter (S fi rst), and becomes It. If It misses, then It gets a letter and stays It. 7. The fi rst letter for a player who is hit is S, the second letter is P, and so on. Any player who has spelled S-P-U-D is out. The winner is the last player in the game. What you need Setting up a playing area Aim of the game • fi ve or more players • a soft rubber ball • a clear space outside Choose trees, fences, footpaths or buildings to mark the edges of a playing area. To be the last player in the game. (You are out as soon as you spell the word SPUD.) Johnny Depp is the actor who plays Willy Wonka in the movie, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. With his good looks and unusual sense of humour, Johnny has become one of the biggest names at the box offi ce, but did you know that he started his career in a pop band? Johnny taught himself to play guitar when he was twelve years old. Soon afterwards he formed a band called Flame. The band wrote their own music and practised in a garage. Johnny designed the band’s costumes – many were made from old clothes found in his mother’s wardrobe. By the time Johnny was sixteen, Flame had changed its name to The Kids and the band was playing gigs around America. The Kids worked hard for six years but they did not hit the big time. It was only after meeting the actor Nicolas Cage that Johnny decided to try acting. The rest, as they say, is history. But Johnny still fi nds time for music – he has recently played guitar on the album of his musician girlfriend, Vanessa Paradis. From pop b and to mov ie s t ar Johnny Depp in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory 2

How to play SPUD Rules of the game 1. Pick a player to start with the ball. The player with the ball is called It. 2 . It stands in the middle of the playing area with the ball. All the other players gather around. 3 . It tosses the ball into the air, and calls another player’s name. This player is now It and has to get the ball. Everyone else runs a w a y. 4 . It yells ‘SPUD!’ as soon as It gets the ball. Everyone else has to freeze. 5. Then It takes three giant steps towards another player, and throws the ball at that player’s feet. The other player must not move, even if there’s a chance of being hit by the ball. 6. If It hits the other player, or if that player moves, then the player gets a letter (S fi rst), and becomes It. If It misses, then It gets a letter and stays It. 7. The fi rst letter for a player who is hit is S, the second letter is P, and so on. Any player who has spelled S-P-U-D is out. The winner is the last player in the game. What you need Setting up a playing area Aim of the game • fi ve or more players • a soft rubber ball • a clear space outside Choose trees, fences, footpaths or buildings to mark the edges of a playing area. To be the last player in the game. (You are out as soon as you spell the word SPUD.) Johnny Depp is the actor who plays Willy Wonka in the movie, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. With his good looks and unusual sense of humour, Johnny has become one of the biggest names at the box offi ce, but did you know that he started his career in a pop band? Johnny taught himself to play guitar when he was twelve years old. Soon afterwards he formed a band called Flame. The band wrote their own music and practised in a garage. Johnny designed the band’s costumes – many were made from old clothes found in his mother’s wardrobe. By the time Johnny was sixteen, Flame had changed its name to The Kids and the band was playing gigs around America. The Kids worked hard for six years but they did not hit the big time. It was only after meeting the actor Nicolas Cage that Johnny decided to try acting. The rest, as they say, is history. But Johnny still fi nds time for music – he has recently played guitar on the album of his musician girlfriend, Vanessa Paradis. From pop b and to mov ie s t ar Johnny Depp in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory 3

Young adventurer Thirteen-year-old Angus Paradice lives on a farm in New South Wales. In 2008, he travelled with his family on holiday to Asia. In Mongolia, he saw the famous Naadam festival horseraces. All of the jockeys were children. Angus wanted to race too, so he decided to enter the 2009 competition. After he returned to Australia, Angus trained for the long distance competition by riding 22 kilometres after school each day and by running and doing sit-ups. In 2009, Angus returned to Mongolia. Some of his Mongolian friends arranged for him to ride in a 10 kilometre race for two-year-old horses, and a 15 kilometre race for fi ve-year-old horses. Although he had a bad fall before the races, Angus fi nished in the top 10 in both events. His efforts won him the 2009 Young Adventurer of the Year Award. 2009 2009 Riders at the Naadam festival horseraces. Angus is the rider in green. Young adventurer I put on my aqua-lung and plunge, Exploring, like a ship with a glass keel, The secrets of the deep. Along my lazy road On and on I steal – Over waving bushes which at a touch explode Into shrimps, then closing, rock to the tune of the tide; Over crabs that vanish in puffs of sand. Look, a string of pearls bubbling at my side Breaks in my hand – Those pearls were my breath! ... Does that hollow hide Some old Armada wreck in seaweed furled, Crusted with barnacles, her cannon rusted, The great San Philip? What bullion in her hold? Pieces of eight, silver crowns, and bars of solid gold? I shall never know. Too soon the clasping cold Fastens on fl  esh and limb And pulls me to the surface. Shivering, back I swim To the beach, the noisy crowds, the ordinary world. Ian Serraillier The diver 4

Young adventurer Thirteen-year-old Angus Paradice lives on a farm in New South Wales. In 2008, he travelled with his family on holiday to Asia. In Mongolia, he saw the famous Naadam festival horseraces. All of the jockeys were children. Angus wanted to race too, so he decided to enter the 2009 competition. After he returned to Australia, Angus trained for the long distance competition by riding 22 kilometres after school each day and by running and doing sit-ups. In 2009, Angus returned to Mongolia. Some of his Mongolian friends arranged for him to ride in a 10 kilometre race for two-year-old horses, and a 15 kilometre race for fi ve-year-old horses. Although he had a bad fall before the races, Angus fi nished in the top 10 in both events. His efforts won him the 2009 Young Adventurer of the Year Award. 2009 2009 Riders at the Naadam festival horseraces. Angus is the rider in green. Young adventurer I put on my aqua-lung and plunge, Exploring, like a ship with a glass keel, The secrets of the deep. Along my lazy road On and on I steal – Over waving bushes which at a touch explode Into shrimps, then closing, rock to the tune of the tide; Over crabs that vanish in puffs of sand. Look, a string of pearls bubbling at my side Breaks in my hand – Those pearls were my breath! ... Does that hollow hide Some old Armada wreck in seaweed furled, Crusted with barnacles, her cannon rusted, The great San Philip? What bullion in her hold? Pieces of eight, silver crowns, and bars of solid gold? I shall never know. Too soon the clasping cold Fastens on fl  esh and limb And pulls me to the surface. Shivering, back I swim To the beach, the noisy crowds, the ordinary world. Ian Serraillier The diver 5

The outsider On an Arctic island long ago, a stranger is approaching a village. “Papa,” I yell. “Someone is coming.” Papa gathers Uncle and the other men. They come  to stand beside Finn, Tuaq and me in a show of  communal strength.   “He must be from one of the groups that have  already arrived at the coast,”  Uncle suggests. Papa nods. He doesn’t take his eyes off the  approaching fi  gure.    “Get Nana,”  he tells Miki.   If the man wants to stay,  Nana will decide. She’s  already walking towards us, wearing her priestess  cape trimmed with raven feathers and arctic fox fur.   “Hullo-o-o,”  the man calls into the wind.   Papa waits until he can see the stranger’s eyes.  The man is not from any villages we join with on the  coast.   “Good morning,”  Papa says cautiously.   “I am Hulag,”  the man responds.   Papa doesn’t say his name. Instead he nods in  Nana’s direction. “This is Ananaksaq.” Nana is famous  throughout the icelands and Papa is reminding Hulag  how powerful our village is.   “It’s an honour to meet you.” Hulag’s eyes  measure Nana up and down. He doesn’t look  impressed. His grin says he thinks it will be easy to  charm this old woman with an oil-stained parka and  dirty face.   Papa leads, but Nana decides, and she has made  her fi  rst decision. This man must wait out in the cold. I’m a walking advertisement For a school assignment, Sally wrote this argument about advertising. When I look at myself, what do I see? Most of my clothing these days carries a  company logo. There’s my T-shirt with its brightly coloured stamp, my sunglasses,  my cap, my jeans and my shoes, all carrying an identifying mark. There’s even  advertising on my underwear. The worst thing is that every logo is immediately recognisable as the sign of the  clothing company. Each one is a promotion. Sometimes it’s only a small and barely  noticeable icon, a well-designed little shape on the front of a shirt. But it still lets  everyone know who made it – and how much it cost. More often, though, that new  ‘must-have’ shirt carries a whole chestful of the company’s mark. The ad is so large  it can’t be missed. It’s a huge statement that these clothes are admirable so the  wearer must be admirable too. So why do we do it? How have we been tricked into providing millions of dollars  of free advertising to already wealthy companies? Surely we’ve seen so many  advertisements that the last thing we really need to do is to wear them. It just shows  how clever the advertisers are. They know that seeing advertisements results in  brand recognition and brand loyalty. Companies know that placing products in  fi  lms and music videos is a clever trick to promote sales. So for them, the next step  in product placement is to have the proud owners of products actually wearing  the advertising. Putting ads on clothing follows naturally from putting products  in favourite TV shows or fi  lms – and it’s just as sneaky. In fact, you could call it  ‘advertising by stealth’. But we are now seeing a change: many people are experiencing ‘logo-backlash’.  They have seen too many advertisements and they are rejecting the product  placement trend. I’m going to join them. I have already paid the companies for my  clothes and that is all they are getting out of me. I’m not going to be a free walking  billboard for any company! 6

The outsider On an Arctic island long ago, a stranger is approaching a village. “Papa,” I yell. “Someone is coming.” Papa gathers Uncle and the other men. They come  to stand beside Finn, Tuaq and me in a show of  communal strength.   “He must be from one of the groups that have  already arrived at the coast,”  Uncle suggests. Papa nods. He doesn’t take his eyes off the  approaching fi  gure.    “Get Nana,”  he tells Miki.   If the man wants to stay,  Nana will decide. She’s  already walking towards us, wearing her priestess  cape trimmed with raven feathers and arctic fox fur.   “Hullo-o-o,”  the man calls into the wind.   Papa waits until he can see the stranger’s eyes.  The man is not from any villages we join with on the  coast.   “Good morning,”  Papa says cautiously.   “I am Hulag,”  the man responds.   Papa doesn’t say his name. Instead he nods in  Nana’s direction. “This is Ananaksaq.” Nana is famous  throughout the icelands and Papa is reminding Hulag  how powerful our village is.   “It’s an honour to meet you.” Hulag’s eyes  measure Nana up and down. He doesn’t look  impressed. His grin says he thinks it will be easy to  charm this old woman with an oil-stained parka and  dirty face.   Papa leads, but Nana decides, and she has made  her fi  rst decision. This man must wait out in the cold. I’m a walking advertisement For a school assignment, Sally wrote this argument about advertising. When I look at myself, what do I see? Most of my clothing these days carries a  company logo. There’s my T-shirt with its brightly coloured stamp, my sunglasses,  my cap, my jeans and my shoes, all carrying an identifying mark. There’s even  advertising on my underwear. The worst thing is that every logo is immediately recognisable as the sign of the  clothing company. Each one is a promotion. Sometimes it’s only a small and barely  noticeable icon, a well-designed little shape on the front of a shirt. But it still lets  everyone know who made it – and how much it cost. More often, though, that new  ‘must-have’ shirt carries a whole chestful of the company’s mark. The ad is so large  it can’t be missed. It’s a huge statement that these clothes are admirable so the  wearer must be admirable too. So why do we do it? How have we been tricked into providing millions of dollars  of free advertising to already wealthy companies? Surely we’ve seen so many  advertisements that the last thing we really need to do is to wear them. It just shows  how clever the advertisers are. They know that seeing advertisements results in  brand recognition and brand loyalty. Companies know that placing products in  fi  lms and music videos is a clever trick to promote sales. So for them, the next step  in product placement is to have the proud owners of products actually wearing  the advertising. Putting ads on clothing follows naturally from putting products  in favourite TV shows or fi  lms – and it’s just as sneaky. In fact, you could call it  ‘advertising by stealth’. But we are now seeing a change: many people are experiencing ‘logo-backlash’.  They have seen too many advertisements and they are rejecting the product  placement trend. I’m going to join them. I have already paid the companies for my  clothes and that is all they are getting out of me. I’m not going to be a free walking  billboard for any company! 7

On the bush track Riko and Sam were walking along a bush track. Sam stopped beside a tall tree. ‘I am tired and want to go back to the camp,’ he said. ‘Wait,’ said Riko. ‘Look up in the tree. I can see something good.’ Sam looked up and smiled. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS Cover Cover image © Tatiana Grozetskaya, 2011. Used under licence from Shutterstock.com From pop band to movie star Image reproduced with permission of The Picture Desk/Warner Bros./The Kobal Collection/Peter Mountain. How to play SPUD Images and adapted extract from Run. Jump. Hide. Slide. Splash. The 200 Best Outdoor Games Ever © 2004 by Joe Rhatigan & Rain Newcomb. Used with permission from Lark Books, a division of Sterling Publishing Co., Inc. Young adventurer 2009 Image reproduced with permission of Claire and David Paradice. The diver Poem ‘The Diver’ by Ian Serraillier © Estate of Ian Serraillier. (Originally published in Happily Ever After, Oxford University Press, in 1963). Reproduced with permission of the Estate of Ian Serraillier. Adapted illustration © Jupiterimages Corporation, 2011. The outsider Extract from Polar Boy by Sandy Fussell. Text © 2008 Sandy Fussell. Reproduced with permission of Walker Books Australia. Image © Albert Lozano, 2011. Used under licence from Shutterstock.com On the bush track Image © Susan Flashman, 2011. Used under licence from Shutterstock.com 8