Matariki slides

                                          This is a slide show that me and holly have been working on and it's about Matariki.

By Ketula

My papa loves children so much he would give us lollies for no particular reason.

My papa also love’s children because they run around and they always laugh and have fun, that’s why he loves children. my papa also loves to spoil his favourite children.

My papa has the biggest stomach in the family, that’s why my papa laughs like a squirrel, and when you try to poke his big stomach he would try to hold it  and then you won’t be able poke his big stomach,and when you wobble it up and down up and down he would go hhhuuoohh and his stomach would go boom!!! (My baby cousin Apollo who is 2 years old has a big stomach just like my papa.)

My papa loves to sing every time we go to the hall at Mangre, and when we go he would rush down to the eating area and try to take all of the raw-fish and it’s mixed with salad and coconut cream mmmmmmm yummy. When he finishes the raw-fish all then he will start to sing again.

My papa loves sleeping anywhere he would sleep on the couch the floor the chair and the mattress.My papa is like a sleeping sloth.

My papa’s name is Apolo Mataora and his wife’s name is Kaututu Mataora(my nana) and he has five children two girls and three boys one of the boys died and one of the girls is my mum their names is Latea Katoa(my mum)Sharon Katoa,Tangikau Katoa,Romani Katoa and i don’t remember the other boys name because he died before I was born.I love my papa so much and I know that he protects me but because he’s getting sick I feel like I should protect him and because I love him very much.

100 word challenge

It’s early in the morning.I’m going to the bus stop.I’m at the bus stop and there is a cool looking statue.I sat there just waiting for the bus and read my book.then I started thinking about my brother that I haven’t seen in almost a year...The next minute I looked at the statue.then I looked around me.There was nothing there so I went back to looking at the newspaper.I could heard someone say something     “HRMPF”

but I didn’t know what it was.So I just kept reading.Then I herd it agan.My heart pounded.I started thinking about my brother.But then I heard the noise again “HRMPF”.I’m freaking out now.i don’t think I want to sit here anymore.Now i’m thinking that theres a alien or zombie in there or something.uugggghhhh I can smell somthing so discusting.I-”HRMPF” “HRMPF” “HRMPF” it’s coming from the statue AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!! Great now everyone’s looking at me...wait AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH there’s a rat in my bag.Now nobody’s looking at me.”HRMPF” I want to scream again but I can’t.Then when I heard it one more time it said.”HELP ME”.Then I realized it sounded like someone I haven’t seen in almost a year.MY BROTHER IS INSIDE THE STATUE!!!!!!!!!