Thursday, 10 March 2016

Matariki Story


There it is, the beautiful flame flickering through the night. I take one step forward to get a closer look and dad tells me to be careful just in case I get hurt. I tell him I’ll be fine. But all I could see is the smoke that is drifting away with the wind. I take one more step closer to the fire. The tongues of the fire are slowly getting closer to me. I turn away from the fire, facing the sea, the waves of the water are whooshing left and right, left and right, left and right, till the night ends. I look down watching my feet sink into the earths sand. It is crunchy, and soft at the same time. I look up into the sky and see the gorgeous stars glistening as bright as the sun shines in the morning.


  1. wow i really like you lovely thought about matariki isn't just lovely staying up late looking at a ataahua sky

  2. Great work Naomi this reminds me of when I was writing about Matariki maybe next time you could use adjectives? :) :) :)


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