Writing

On this page we plan on sharing some of our wonderful writing with you. Throughout the year we will be looking at a wide range of text types including narratives, descriptions, information reports, recounts, procedures, expositions, explanations and discussions.

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NINJA NARRATIVE- By Tei The ninja stealthily climbed the barren, rock face with his light-fingered hands. The white flowing waterfall would cover his presence. Finally, after the greatly dangerous and exhausting climb he reached the top.

He was dressed in full black and carried an expertly sharpened steel katana, decorated with a ruby on the center of the hilt, and twin swords with the power to create fire. “Twins of Fire” was what the ninja called them. Finally he wielded a great eighty-pounder, golden scimitar. His silver shuriken were concealed in the black shadows he wore.

No enemies were in sight so the ninja stealthily dashed up the ledge. He then flew onto another ledge, swerved, turned direction and ran up some stones, then turned one-hundred and twenty degrees clockwise and ran along a weak old, curved, wooden bridge laid on smooth, round rocks to prevent being swept away by the vicious current. He then leapt up to a ledge and squinted at a secret entrance to the fortress.

Suddenly two ninjas in white, silk robes flipped down silently carrying gleaming, steel swords. He was surrounded! He stabbed the ninja behind him, with a supremely speedy reaction and kicked the one in front of him into the waterfall to be eaten slowly by small, freshwater fish. Soon after he sprinted along the ledge, pounced over a broken section of the rough, rock ledge and landed in the fortress, without the slightest hint of noise or sound.

He walked along and saw two small areas of darkened floorboards. Purposely wanting to spring the trap, both to see what it was and to surprise the ninjas he threw a few, silver shuriken at both areas to alert the ninjas. Ninjas flew down unsheathing their swords in mid-air. They landed quietly, but still with a peep of noticeable sound. “Ryo Shokuji of Honshu, surrender to Nobuji the king of mountains at once” they commanded.

Ryo exploded into awesome action by swiftly slashing the Twins of Fire at the ninjas. They were defeated for now. He continued through the fort and came to a creaky, oak stairway leading to a dark, damp cave that was poorly illuminated by a faint light from a few flickering lanterns. From the bottom of the wet cave he could see an opening.

Suddenly ninjas rolled out from behind a stone pillar. Ryo unsheathed the giant, golden scimitar and slaughtered the helpless infidels, which were down squirming around like maggots. He continued along the path where he turned to and climbed a wooden wall.

He continued through the cave to find himself back outside, an extremely high altitude above the waterfall. Ryo now realized that the water flowed to the waterfall through a colossal watermill, which was attached to the side of the second floor of the fortress with a long wooden pole. He rolled under it and walked into a small room, lit by candles and the smell of flowers filled the air.

“So you have passed my test. You are worthy of the Shiju Pi province. Return home, but in return for the province I need the three Yangsi villages.” He croaked. “Thank you, father” Ryo exclaimed in a slient gratefulness. “May you handle the villages righteously.” He spoke calmly while bowing to his father.His father bowed backHADES SURRENDER- By Nick It was in the pitch black of night when Hades awoke from his sleep and found he was surrounded by all of his dead souls. “What’s going on?” “Your coming with us” said Hades’ most elite body guard. “OK” said Hades. They led him up a set of golden stairs to Mount Olympus. All of the other Gods were already assembled around a solid gold table with silver engraved names for where they sit. “Ah, Brother you have finally arrived. We have come to a decision about your offer to become a mortal and decided to take you up on that offer. You are no longer a part of Olympus. We have a replacement as you see already. “Who is he?” “He is Achilles”……………… “You mean the greek warrior?” “Exactly.” “I shall surrender my powers when I have finished packing.” “That is already done” said Hades body guards together. “I believe that you wanted a talk with Hades before he left, Ares?” “That would be correct!” said Ares. Ares led Hades into a dark corner and said, “If you ever get into trouble, ring me OK?” “OK” “Here’s my card and my phone, Just ring if you need me.” “But what’s your number?” “On the card.” Hades looked at the card and couldn’t believe what he was seeing. The number was: 313 9566 5102 6562 7210 8960 6910 1346 2966 6524 346626. Then Hades looked at the sign underneath the number.

“If I’m going to get through this, I s’pose I’m gonna gave to trust this guy.” “S’pose so.” said Hades’ bodyguard. Hades’ bodyguard threw Hades off Mount Olympus itself, Hades was supposed to make a big splat, but Hades hadn’t surrendered his powers. He had surrendered his power as a god. Not as a TITAN. Hades grabbed his blades of chaos and stabbed them into Mount Olympus’s side and started to stab himself up the side of the mountain. 3 days later, Hades finally reached the top. As Hades was no longer supposed to be alive, Zeus decided to end his life. “YOU SHALL NOT PASS!” said Zeus. “OH yes I will.” And threw one of his blades of chaos through his head. Zeus fell over and turned to golden dust. Hades went to pick up his blade but found it was a twisted blob. “YOU DIE HERE HADES.” Said Achilles. He was pointing a blunderbuss at his head. “Any final word’s?” “Yes.” “What?” “Goodbye” “Huh?” And Achilles got stabbed through the back by Ares. “Nicely chosen word’s.” said Ares. “Thanks.” Said Hades. “No-one ever knew what happened to those two.”

“That was a great story Grandpa.” “I’m not entirely sure it was true, I guess we’ll never know.

The end


 * THE COFFMAN MYSTERY- By Max **

Mondays practice was always the most challenging. Jack Coffman always turned up early and went for a look in the old clubrooms. Jack was one of the ones who was always there early doing 60 press ups at a time. He was tall and muscular, with surprising strength for his age. He was from a rather large family. His sister, three brothers, mother, father, aunt and uncle, all lives in a tiny 3 bedroom flat on top of their Fathers dairy, he owns and operates. The flat was so small his three brothers have no choice but to sleep in the attic, well for most of the time anyway.

It was Monday evening and all the players were turning up quickly, with their bulky cricket bags of cricket gear. Jack saw his friend Robert, turn up in his red holden. He rushed quickly to help him with his load of gear. ‘’Robbie’’ jack called over. ‘’hey jack.’’ Robbie called back. ‘’ you want to go get a coke in the clubrooms?’’ ‘’okay. Lets hurry, practice is about to start.’’ Together they headed over to where their old coach had been shot. Jack had a feeling of dread in him as they headed closer. Fear was overtaking him. That was when he saw the gun, the gleaming silver gun.

‘Bang’!!! He dove away from the bullet. But it was too late. Dead

His body lay dead on the floor of the clubrooms. Limp and dirty his body lay. The killer fled, leaving the gun. Robert was the most obvious suspect, as he was the only person on the scene at the moment of the shooting. That was until some body moved him. The rest of the team sent out a search party for Jack when he did not turn up for practice the following week. The team searched the whole park, but Jack was not found. On Tuesday his body was found in the clubroom basement. The person who found him, who was believed to have been Robert, never came back up. His trophies were stolen and the case was closed. Forever. So Jack never came back up and the killer was never found.

THE END

Penguin Expedition- By Regan One blustery autumn’s day in the middle of Antarctica there was a small snowmobile that came churning up a massive hill and skidding down the other side. It stopped next to a base camp that had small dusty windows and a tattered roof with a few rooms and a small and old reception. The people in the van threw out their luggage and a small husky dog came out and k it carried them off on a sledge. They went off into the wilderness, passed Mountain Lion Valley and across the frozen lake. They silently approached their destination; Penguin Lake. One of the men stepped out and set up a small and shiny camera that scanned for eggs to examine. As he walked forward to get his bearings he almost fell down a crevasse but luckily for him the boot that didn’t slip had a good grip on the ice, another of the men came racing out towards the man like wildfire in a forest on a windy day. As soon as he got to the frozen lake he dived to his knees and slid over the ice because if he ran he would be a whole lot slower from slipping over. He was very swift in getting to his mate and pulling him up, when both of them were up on the surface the two of them smuggled a penguin into their rucksack and it was as if nature knew they had taken it because from beneath the barren landscape came a rumbling growl. Then out came the others from the van with cords attached to each other, they clipped it to the others, then one man ran to a penguin and fell down a cold and eerie crevasse and it pulled the others down too. When they fell they felt like they were going to die. The man at the bottom felt bad for the others so he cut off his bottom rope so the other men could pass it up to their dog, Dug. Dug yanked like two tigers fighting for food, but it didn’t budge so he wrapped it round the piles of ice and gave it to the driver of the snowmobile and he wrapped it round the snow chains, then he turned on the engine and it yanked them up. When he pulled them up he called an ambulance and they came out in a helicopter and took away the men because they had so many cuts. The men who took the penguin got prosecuted because it was a protected area and as for Dug- he was given to a new family.

The End