Dodo

Dodo is a little man that is half a meter tall and is very hairy. There are only 20 of his kind left because they don’t live long. He lives in an old tumble down shack in the forest. Dodo has a few rad friends and at the end of the day they all hang out in a tumble down car right beside the house.

He is someone that is really tall and has a bald patch on his forehead. He is a person that likes jumping over fences even when there is a gate right there. He is someone that likes working all day and all night just to get the job done. He is a John Deere lover. He has two John Deere tractors and one John Deere header. He is the best and I love him.

  What we had to do with the story.  We had to write out parts of this story and this is mine.

Title:                   Sparks

Main Characters: Dillon, Harley, Mum, Dad, friends.

Setting:The setting of this story is house, driveway and the playground.

Situation:The situation is that Dillon was having a birthday and he was very selfish. Dillon didn’t want to share his present’s.

Problem:Dillon didn’t want to share his present’s with his friends and family.

Complications: It wouldn't be so bad if the parents hadn’t been fighting in the first place.

Otama

Otama is a school that is out in the country. It is the best school in the world because you can climb trees and play bullrush. It has the some of the best teachers in the world. It is the best place for learning because you can go up and ask about stuff all the time. Everyone In the school are friends and we all get along. I do like this school and I will miss it when I leave.                                

Richard

I am someone that likes farming all day and night.

I am 1.68m and a year 8.

I like wearing hunting clothes and my glasses are red and black like the Waikaka transport trucks.

I have brownish blackish hair that sways across my head like a big wave coming into land.

I really like who I am and I don’t want to change. 

 Beautiful nature             

                                                                    

The mountains glow red and orange as the sun sets in front of them.

The flowers scream out as they blossom beneath the bright yellow sun.

The flowers constantly grow right up to the mountains and cover the swamp land beneath the mountain's feet.

The pond in the middle keeps the reflection of the mountains.

The blue sky reaches down to touch the mountains, and says hello.

Duck shooting

Bang! Bang! Bang! As I pull the trigger the ducks fall out of the sky. “Yes I got one!”

“Good one Richard,” Dad said. There were six of us in the maimai. Me, Chris, Dad, Megan, Mr Turnbull and Mickey. It was 10.5.15 - opening morning. We were standing in the maimai. So far we had shot 7 ducks and I shot 2 of them. I reloaded my gun. I can fit 6 bullets in my gun. Dad started calling some more ducks in. I saw 10 ducks up above us. They came down. Dad saw.

”Get into them!” We all fired. We got five out of that lot. Mr Turnbull was getting the gas  cooker ready with the bacon and sausages. I got the first piece of bacon and it was a buttery sensation. Soon we were going out to the other duck pond to see  Mr Carter, Mr Fowler, Aidan and Callam. They had shot 45 ducks. Then we all went back to my house and had lunch. After that we all talked and me and Aidan went out and did some seeding.That day was the best day to go duck shooting.