Dialogue DLO.

For writing we are focusing on Speech Marks. I made this DLO to show how to use them and what other words you can use instead of using said. That is called a synonym, for example you can have big and call it Gigantic, or like me you can call it Prodigious! I had a lot of fun experimenting with new words and ways to make dialogue in storys or novels interesting.

5 Minute Recount W Sylis.

It was cold, my feet at the surface of the sea. There was no hope at all, Then out of the blue I saw a helicopter. My heart raced, I tried my best to swim up. “We are coming just stay calm” Yelled a man from the, A rope then lowered and someone grabbed me, “Was I gonna be saved” I asked myself. I felt my heart drop, the sudden beat as if it was going to explode! I felt as if I was not going to survive, Then I fell asleep. I could faintly hear my father yelling, “You can’t let him go….”. I woke up in the hospital with my family near by. Grabbing a hold of my mums hand, I felt as if I was surrounded by light. I was fine, I was safe.

For writing we had to sit back to back and write a 5 minute recount. I worked with Sylis, we had a lot of fun describing ways of drowning. Our story is about a boy stuck at sea, in the current and he passes out and goes into death's row.

Tongan Language Week Pourquoi Story.

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! 

5 Minute Writing!

This is the tale of a very unpopular orangutan who gets lost in the Amazon rain forest! He was on a normal walk when suddenly he heard the trees falling and the branches snapping. The people who look after the animals, seiged to the rescue. They were helping the animals because a bulldozer was tearing apart the rain forest! They called their way to the bulldozer, "Stop, stop!" All the animals rushed but the orangutan ran so hard that he realized that there was no one and nothing near him. He ran into the plants and through the river. He went to have a drink, then a repugnant Parana jumped at him! He latched his hands onto the Parana massacring it. He then threw the dead Parana then a snake ate it up. Then he sees the bulldozer. He ran up to the bulldozer. He then threw the driver out of it and drove off! The lesson the driver learnt is to not destroy other peoples homes. Then the orangutan drove home and he lived happily ever after, until the snake ate the other snake, and the other snake ate the next snake and the next snake ate the orangutan! The End.

This is a story Lyndon and I have created! We had to take turns writing about an orangutan who gets lost in the Amazon rain forest! We wrote sentence by sentence and it was really fun! We thought it would be really funny to end it off with a snake who eats the other snake who then eats the next snake and the next snake eats the orangutan!

Shipwrecked: Story.

Today I wrote a story about a nerdy inventor who is shipwrecked on a desert island. I went onto a website called Story Starters. I spun the wheel and it came up with a nerdy inventor who is shipwrecked on a desert island! When I had my idea I wrote the story!

Old Pair Of Shoes Story.

LI: To use the 5 senses and personification to help us paint a picture with words.

There I was running across the field, of course it’s not me it’s my owner. The ball looked pumped, I didn’t want to hit it but my owner forces me to. His gross toenails, pressing against my face. I was really hurt and exhausted so I decided to give my owner pins and needles by squeezing his foot. “Ouch!” squealed my owner. Minutes past and I could tell he was going to put his foot inside me again, I could smell his repugnant stench lowering down inside me. He quickly smashed his foot down, luckily I moved backwards, his foot smashed against the muddy grass. I then taste the sweat, raining into my pie hole. I tried so hard to not to breath, but the smell made me want to pass out, but who knows what his feet might do? I breathe out, I wasn’t ready and he’d already moved. My body was tingling, like I had been stung by a wasp, luckily the game had 1 minute to go. I thought to myself I could last one minute but when the game was over my owner’s team lost, all of a sudden he starts moving his dirty feet and stomps, he takes his feet out of me then throws me. Yay I said as I cheered, he was gone!

Oh Hsen and I have written this story from the eyes of a old, dirty pair of shoes. It is about a pair of shoes who is owned by a soccer player, he smells is feet, and tastes his sweat and he couldn't wait for when the game was over.