How The Ngatu Came To Tonga.
Somewhere, some place, beyond the Seven Seas Captain Cook and his crew set off towards a village in Tonga.
We could all hear the ships, we knew there was a war. Mum and I kept back at hope whilst Fefe and Afa ran out. “Fefe you're the oldest so I don’t want you or your brother getting killed!” demanded the mum.
“Yes mum, Afa better listen or i’ll push him into the battle!”
“Don’t be nonsensical, now get your spears and stay safe, I’m counting on you boys to be our villages heroes!!” replied the mum.
Fefe and Afa ran out their puny little house. “Get down..” English men fired their guns, they all wondered who these new type of people were! “THEY HAVE GUNS!” yelled Afa. All the men kept reloading their muskets, Afa and Fefe had a plan. They figured out how long it took the men to reload. The brothers and the tribe strategized ways to avoid the bullets by studying the soldiers movements. They could see immense bags lined up against the piles of dirt! They had men operating the cannons from the ships and soldiers down on the beach. Afa noticed that some men had swords, that easily meant they could annihilate them. “Fefe, let's move forward!”
“What, no you’ll get us killed!”
“Hey Fefe, whats that colored thing in the bag over there?”
“What that cloth?” replied Fefe.
They began to see things that their village had never experienced before, an artifact! An english man ran up to them, Fefe plunged his spear smashing against him repeatedly. Fefe and Afa felt their adrenaline pumping, nothing like this has never happened in their village.
“Fefe, i’m going to run up to them!”
“No…” Afa then pulled himself up from the dirt and began approaching the english men. It was too late to get him, Afa had already sealed his fate. The guns got fervorous, Fefe knew that mum couldn't live without Afa. Sadly he was gone...
Fefe remembered what their plan was, he started drawing in the sand. “Where are the rest of them?” inquired Captain Cook.
Fefe dived into the luminous water, he could see the ships. Than out of nowhere a man grabbed Fefe, Fefe tried breaking the man’s grip. The water was clear enough to see, Fefe punched the man, smashing him down. Fefe reached down, *Gurgle*
Bullets plunged through the water, Fefe had reached the ship! “Well, well, well who do we have here?”
“I am here for that artifact in your bag!”
The men were all amazed that Fefe could speak english. Fefe had learnt english when gifted a magical rock, giving him that ability.
Fefe kicked a guard, pulling out his spear. The men formed a circle surrounding Fefe. Captain Cook watched from the top of the ship. Fefe smashed his spear, the force jabbing through the man.
In the end Fefe and his tribe managed to annihilate the crew. Captain Cook began to flee the village, leaving the bags behind. Fefe and the tribe charged towards the ship. Days later the tribe had reached a little place called Hawai’i. The Tongans and Hawaiians kept hidden whilst Captain cook and the rest of his crew came aboard. Fefe could see the men walking slowly, loading their muskets. One man heard a branch snap, he shot! The tribe ambushed the men.
They began fighting. Fefe grabbed hold of Cook, the soldiers spread out rotting on the corpulent sand. Captain Cook was then killed on the 14th in 1779. Fefe and his family were famous for what they did. Fefe found the cloth and that's how Tonga discovered the Ngatu, just like Cook discovered Tonga.
Making peace towards family and representing your people. There is a fine line between bravery and recklessness, and recklessness is not a good thing!
This is my story I made for Tongan language week, It is a mythical story about a boy called Fefe who helps his villages tribe to victory. A pourquoi story is a mythical made up story to tell how something came to tonga!
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