We are learning to effectively use a writing structure (a narrative) that is appropriate to the purpose and reader.
A couple of weeks ago my class and I had to make a narrative short story. I found it hard to come up with an idea but then my friend helped come up with one and its called Fairy Magic Is The Worst!
Fairy Magic Is The Worst!
Hi, my name is Isla. I live in this beautiful town across the nice, shimmering sea. Today I'm going to be looking through my great, great, great, great, Aunt’s diary from years back. That long ago, my great grandmother was only a child.
When I was going through it, it had lots of dust sitting in the center of the 3rd page. But I looked at it closely. And it wasn't any sort of dust, it was yellow. It looked like fairy magic. I thought to myself maybe it is. I touched it and I fell asleep.
When I woke up I was as small as a fairy. My voice was so squeaky. When I looked behind my back I even had wings. I tried to yell to my mum and try to tell her what had happened but she couldn't even hear me.
I tried the wings and tried to fly to the living room where my mum was but at first it didn't work but after a while they decided to work. When I got into the living room, mum was reading her cooking book.
I tried to tell her about me turning into a fairy but my squeaky voice was too quiet. After she was finished reading her book, she got up and saw me. I was so happy because she would be able to help me.
I told her that I was looking through our great, great, great, aunts book and there was fairy dust in the center of the book so I touched it, and then I fell asleep. Mum said it's fine just to calm down so I did.
Mum said that this has happened to her before so she knows what she has to do. She went into the basement and there was a stack of books about fairy magic so mum went for the purple one that said, how to change a fairy back into a human.
When mum read that one, it said you need mashed pumpkins, mashed potatoes, grated carrots, and milk. It also said you need to mix it all together. After mum got all the ingredients together and mixed them all I could finally eat it.
But she said it had to call down first and it would take about half an hour. Well I was waiting for the half hour I was looking through mum’s cooking book.
When she said it was done I got a bowl and ate some, then I fell back asleep and woke back up in my human body and I was so excited. I said to myself I'm never touching this fairy dust again.
This writing took me about 2 days to complete it. I found it tricky because I'm not that used to writing my own made up stories. I'm used to been given a topic for me to write.
