Maraea and Tino Kahurangi

Maraea and Tino Kahurangi

WALT: create a Maori myth. (narrative)

            write an impactful introduction to our Maori Myths.

"KNOCK  KNOCK, KNOCK!" as Maraea banged her fist on the chiefs door. Marea is the daughter of the chief. She’d ask for all sorts of ideas but Tino (Chief) Kahurangi would always refuse. “This is your fifth visit today....WHAT DO YOU WANT!” barked the chief in annoyance. The Kainga (Village) was so peaceful that all they heard was the wind and the birds singing. “Well....I come back with another whakaaro (idea).” “Since there’s barely any people in our kainga, I thought  it’d be dazzling if we bring some outsiders in to fill the area.” Maraea continued.

Huge stomps were heard from his front exit. Tino Kahurangi viciously swung open his gold-silver door and out squawked a whooping voice. “What kind of ridiculous idea is that Marea? As the tamahine (daughter) of the chief, you should know that we are not allowed to bring outsiders into our kainga. It’s too dangerous.”

This made Maraea extremely e pouri ana (sorrowful). So sad that she decided to abandon her village and scamper away. She then lost her footing on the ground and paheke (slipped) in a pile of brown, slimy paru (mud). As the slimy goo spread over her tanned body, she began to sob. The paru rubbed on her eyes.

        Tino Kahurangi was so harsh to Maraea that he felt the need to give an whakapāha (apology) to her. Thinking she was still outside his door, he said, “ I’m sorry Marea.......” but in the middle of opening his rich-looking door, Maraea was long gone. It was dark. The sky was covered in a black blanket.

         Tino Kahurangi began to worry. He sent out troops on a quest to look for his tamahine. Hours later, they found Marea laying by the edge of Mataura River all covered in mud and grass. Looking almost camouflaged. They picked her up and carried her back to their homeland.

Knowing that Maraea was safe and sound, was all that really mattered to him. When Maraea awoke, there was a note next to her that said:

“I’m sorry for being so harsh on you earlier today. I really had a thought about your idea and I was actually okay with it. Just please don’t run away like that.” This made Maraea upbeat as tears of joy dripped from her clear blue eyes. So from this day forward, Chief Kahurangi had always agreed with Maraea’s ideas.

The life of Crime

WALT: write narrative with a focus on a powerful introduction.

“WHISH.” The sound of the heavy wind blowing through the night sky. 3 children in the back seat and Mum and dad in the front.

  “We're here!” yelled the kids. They hopped out and raced to the shopping mall door. As they entered, they noticed something strange...

3 men masked in black were pulling guns at peoples heads. They had tattoos and they were all coloured.  “GET DOWN!”  they shouted as they dragged the guns to their foreheads. “HHHHH” they inhaled deeply. The children were terrorised by the dead bodies they saw.

    “Guys, don’t panic. Just do as they say and you won’t get hurt.” dad chatted without confidence.

He reached his phone and tried to call 111 but there was no signal. He tried and tried but it never worked. Just as they thought it wasn’t going to get worse, the power went off and the sprinklers turned on.

  “AHHHHHH! SOMEONE HELP US!” people were praying for god to save them. Their hands were tied to their backs and blood was flowing everywhere.

When suddenly.....

    “WEEYOO WEEYOO WEEYOO!” the sound of police car sirens.

“Lower your weapons and let the hostages go.” ordered the policemen. “And why would we do that?”  “Because we know that you have no intent to shoot a whole squad that is surrounding you completely.” the policemen responded.

The hijackers came out unarmed and were arrested. They were sent to jail. Everybody went back home and spent the rest of their days with their families. The criminals were never seen again.