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Friday, 27 August 2021

Last night I turned into a bird

Yet another thing we did for writing this week was to imagine that we had undergone

metamorphosisWe had to pretend we had woken up one morning and discovered we had changed. It

would be like going to sleep as a caterpillar and waking up as a butterfly. We had to

write about what our new body was like and what we could do. I chose to turn into a bird.

Here is my work.

                        

    Last night I turned into a bird



Last night I turned into a bird. I think an alien ship came down and zapped me with a laser gun. I was asleep and then I felt a shock on my arm. It felt like an electric fence touched it. It was sore so I woke up in fright and pain. I opened my eyes and looked out of the window and I saw ...NOTHING! It was so weird, was I dreaming?


When I looked out of the window I turned around and found myself face to face with a big bird “Ahhhhhh!”I shrieked as the bird copied me I waved at the bird then I realized it was a mirror “silly me!”I laughed but the bird in the mirror was...ME!


I looked like a big, bad hawk WITH A SCAR ON MY FACE!!! I had wings (much longer than my old arms) and I had black and white spots on me and 2 sharp talons and a curved beak. But people just think about it, I'm a bird AND BIRDS CAN FLY! I've always wanted to fly before. I could fly to the highest tree top in New Zealand.Like Tane Mahuta “Wowww!”I said “this is going to be so cool!”and I could also glide to that's the life of a hawk bro.


“Let’s do this baby!”I shouted and I flew out of my window and glided to a big tall gum tree. How did I see? It was because the moon was shining hard tonight. When I landed I saw lots of nests and eggs and mother and father birds sitting on the eggs. “I've never been this close to birds before. Usually they just fly away and donk into windows!”I said  “Shh!”said a mother bird, “sorry”I whispered.



As I flew into my room I saw another hawk and he said “I’m sorry” and I said “sorry for what?” “i’m sorry for biting you and turning you into a hawk”he said in a gloomy voice “ohh so your the one who bit me, I thought it was a laser gun” “wait so your NOT mad at me” of course not, I’ve always wanted to fly before and it came true”I said back “so do you want to be friends now?”said the hawk “of course!” I shouted


2 comments:

  1. I love your story and it made me laugh. When I was a child I used to dream I was a bird and in my dreams, flying felt so marvellous. Then, I grew up and stopped dreaming about flying but I wish I still could have those dreams.

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  2. I wish that to miss B.Thank you!

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