Thursday, 3 March 2016

Writing - WALT retell the Legend of Okātia

          braydon and kate begining
                                                                                               jayden and logan middle
Riley and peara end
                                                                                                 

Plan
Muscular, mighty,
Restless, Powerful, firm
L
Magic nature ranges fixed
Curious,Trapped, Adventurous,full of discovery
Logan and Jayden gold middle Ideas for ending
Bruised and batted
Riley and peara blue end
  • Bunches of branches
  • Snapping off
  • Tired - exh He knew his journey was almost over.
  • He is calving the river
  • Water is gushing behind him nibbling on his broken root


                               many years ago according to a Maori legend there was a spirit called Okātia,who lived in a Totara tree in the Puketoi ranges. Okātia was the biggest most muscular tree in the world. Okātia thought he was the best and no one was more gigantic than him. Suddenly Okātia’s friend told him about Moana and how it's 20 times the size of him... he was so jealous. Flames were ERUPTING out of his head, the wheels that kept his head running were spinning.  He wanted to see Moana for himself. Many minutes later





Okātia ripped his roots out of the ground enraged.“Oh there's one” said Okātia,“oh there's another one. Okātia tried to walk but he just fell over on his front and started rolling. As he raged through the forest he makes Tāne furious, no one has ever done this much damage in years. The forest broke and stretched as the mighty Okatia crashed through and made Tāne angrier and angrier because he is the protector/God of the forest. But Tāne is too hurt to fix it. As he rolls powerfully he comes across a colossal stone wall. But the sea is practically calling him. So he takes one big hit at the wall, nothing happens except break his branch. So he hit it with his damaged branch a few more times till there's a crack. He is furious and he wants to get to Moana as fast as he can, so he bashes the crack till it bursts.

CRACK BOOM!  




Bruised and battered, tired and numb, bunches  of branches crackling as it starts to burst. He knew his journey was almost over as he heard the crashing waves getting closer and closer,  making it easier for him to calve his way towards Moana. Water is gushing behind him, nibbling on his broken roots. The wounds and cuts on his trunk made it harder for him to move. Suddenly, he stood still to catch his breath. WHOOOSH! A wave crashed right over him while he was resting. Soon he was in the water rolling, tumbling, over and under rocks until he witnessed the gigantic, colossal, Moana. He picked himself up and glanced at the beauty of Moana. All at once he dropped himself carefully on the surface of Moana and drifted away allowing tangaroa to drift him far away.

1 comment:

  1. I really enjoyed reading your story and like the layout of it! Maybe next time include all of the post criteria.
    Madison

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