Tag: Writing

Why Maungarei sleeps..

In the times gone by , there was  a cruel and furious volcano named..Maungarei. She was one of those bad tempered, And brutal middle children who never got the experiance of love She had enough and just wanted to be normal like the others.Maungarei thought about how her cruel family treated her and had enough of this. Suddenly her anger grew bigger and bigger, it was like she couldn’t control her emotions anymore.

Maungarei  started to rumble and groan, The ground started to shake roughly creating an intense earthquake, villagers were screaming, everyone was like cats and dogs running in all directions. Maungarei started to feel stronger and powerful than ever before , taking advantage of the villagers.  Maungarei’s siblings saw a side of Maungarei they had never seen before Maungareis siblings decided it was to make a change. 

“Im sorry , i really didn’t mean it” Statted Maungarei apologetically

Maungarei was grown enough to realise villagers thought she was a very fussy volcano. The villagers and the other Maunga were trembling with fear, families trying to clear their buildings and others just having no clue what was happening Maungarei then felt something she had never felt before.., It was then Maungarei started to regret her choices and regretted She tried really hard to control her raging anger Volcanic ash and fuming rocks started bursting out and onto the villages and towns. Maungarei then started to listen to the chaotic screaming and watch villagers run around in fear in their eyes..

“Where are you all going! , yous only see the bad in me..give me a chance..please!” Maungarei cried.

Maungarei slowly started to calm down, earthquakes started to become lower, And the villages and towns no longer had chaos, Maungarei parents quickly and calmly ran up to her and apologized for causing her to feel that she was the lonely middle child and she could of been payed more attention,her siblings did the same with a very guilty expression on there face, for causing Maungarei trouble and rudely reminding her of her role in a mean way on purpose, Maungarei didn’t really want to forgive them yet for how much cause they gave her, But she did. This had made Maungarei behave and taught her a lesson from now on to learn which sorts of behaviour work well and which don’t, and to improve yourself without regretting your decisions. It was then and now Maungarei had made her choice in order to prove herself to the world and make things better she chose to sleep and never wake up again it was for the best. Maungarei proved to herself she can be better than this , we now know all maungarei ever wanted was to have the feeling of being loved.We should never know when it’s time for her to rise again

 

– For this imgae we generated a AI image for our porquoi frame work  using adobe express.

I enjoyed this assignment because i got to lesrn more about porquoi stories

Free blog (Short story)

It was a summer weekend and Valerie stayed at her freinds house (Serena) Serena&Valerie were outside having a picnic Serena had to go deal with something, and left Valerie..after a while Valerie felt uneasy and had lost  her vision,Serena arrived and Valerie went unconsious serena called 111 but no respond her mother came outside in shock,after a few minutes she ended up in the hospital cords attached.

Several hours later Susan (Valeries mum) had arrived as she sat down she felt very dissapointed as she couldnt keep her only daughter safe…

To be continued?

Will valerie wake up

could it be food poisning?

Who did it?

No longer Batman

THis week Ls1 is learning to use our imagination to create are story.

Li;Using the structure TIES to write an recount.

-Authored by:Ataahua

“No Longer Batman”
In a city with crime lived a superhero Named BATMAN,Who fought crime in the night, throughout the years he has been the one and only.. “Batman! My cat!” “Batman over here we need help” “Batman FIREEE!” But poor Batman could only help one at a time.
First, I helped out this old lady get her cat from the tree,Fixed up the damage of a school,Watered some fire out,saved little girls from a bus ,Blah blah blah,on the way home i was blasting my jams in the air flew across some  weird…. and i mean very weird looking birds,got home fell asleep while watching tv but…
The Next day I wasn’t so energetic. Today I was still half asleep. Normally I’m so hyped but today didn’t feel like the day to be hyped , I was woozy,dizzy,SLEEPY and VERY,VERY lazy.i couldn’t help myself but 

just stay in bed all day.
Then, I didn’t help the citizens of brooklyn spider-man came to check up on me i felt sorry for the city. I was being a bad hero. I thought to myself I slept 24 hours straight and I didn’t feel good.

But luckily it healed all up the next day, the doctor said “too much blood falling in the head” i guess it’s when i sleep upside down the doctor laughed, but i didn’t  see what’s funny
My journey of being Batman has been fun but I think I’m going to be having a rest for a year “A YEAR!?” said my roommate what confused me even more is why he was stuck outside my window,i opened my window he fell down i flew and grabbed him we had a little discussion about me having a rest .. by the way my mansion is 328m (Not flexing just saying) Anyways guys that’s the end for now….

To be continued… 

Suspenseful Beginning

It was a stormy night. Wind was blowing, rain was flowing through the night carrying a dusty, smokey smell that would change the world.  A tall Bubble lifted his head and laughed. He looked human except for his white eyes and scaly wings.  He blinked in surprise. The message had been correct: they were here. Or was I going to die? He weighed the odds, then said, “H-h-hi there I’m Bubbles nice to meet you.”

This week for Miss Tele’a’s writing group we learned about how to create a suspenseful beginning through imagery and dialogue.

Suspenseful means creating a feeling of excitement and uncertainty about what will happen next.

Imagery means using descriptive language to create vivid mental picture or sensory experiences.

Dialogue is a conversation between characters in a story or play. It helps reveal information, develop characters, and move the plot forward.

First we had to open  the Google Slides Miss Tele’a put on for us to work on.

Next, on the next day my teacher Miss Tele’a came to see me and my friend Brooke and we assessed ourselves and each other. 

After that she told us to go on each others slide.

Then after we finished she told us to publish.

Figurative language

In writing, we have been learning about figurative language in poetry.  Figurative language has lots of effects on a reader.  

I enjoied doing this task.

I did well at  knowing what each question  was.

I need to improve on learning more about this figurative language.

 

 

Tody in writing we were doing a narrative writing and we had to make a book based on our topic  and this is how mined turned out.

 

 

 

On a dark stormy night

In a land so far away there was a village where fairies lived until someone interrupted this story…

 

“Wait!”,said Kingston , the leader of the pack. “That’s not the story, this is the real story and when you read the lines make sure to say it with some attitude and lighten up we didn’t hire you to read like you’re bored.”… 

 

Here we go again.                                 

 

Once upom a time in a small happy village there lived nine happily fairies named Jay,me,Crystal,Chase,Courtney,Emma,Sky,Niche and the 2 twins Maddie and Sarah. They live next to a lovely lake.

 

There was one problem. An evil snake was trying to steal the whole fairy kingdom’s pixie dust to make him so powerful…

 

“Yeah, that’s definitely not the story,” 

 

“He would have the whole fairy kingdom to himself and he would be allowed to control the fairies but we always had our way of saving the day.”said Emma.

 

“Correct!” said Courtney.

 

“Our  challenge will be more challenging  because the weather forecast said that it will be a dark and stormy night at 5:00 and that’s when we have to meet  Evil snake Roy.” said Courtney.

 

“We don’t wanna go,” said Vicky.

 

“I know,but we have no choice,” said       Courtney. 

 

It’s scary in Roy’s castle. The fairies sneaked into the snake’s castle and why don’t we just get this over with and get our  pixie dust back  and then  Roy will never be seen again?

 

“Yay!” We cheered.

 

The End

 

Made by:Ataahua Mohi-Rau  

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