During the holidays my family, friends, uncles, aunties and I ( except my mum and brother). We accompanied my auntie and uncle to the snow mountain so that they could experience the snow because they have never been there before.
Once we got there I rushed to put on my snow gear because I was so excited about touching the snow because I haven’t been there for two years. When I had finished changing into my gear, everyone gathered around because my aunt had cooked some chicken and rice in a portable cooking range. As soon as the food was ready, I grabbed a plate and ate a lot because I was starving. I felt like I hadn’t eaten for millions of years.
After we had finished our meal, all of my aunties went to the admissions office to purchase our entrance fee. Five minutes later we went on the chairlift to go on. When I was riding the chairlift It felt like I was like I was walking on Mt Everest because it was so high up.
The minute I got down from the chairlift with my auntie I felt relieved that my feet was back on the ground because it was super scary (I regretted the time that I looked bellow). The first activity that we did was sledding. However, we used big black rubbish bags instead of hiring sleds.
Then I built a snowman. However, I was only half making my snowman when my auntie shouted, “Snowball fight.” I was very good at snowball fights that I eventually hit everyone that was there. It was so much fun because I won. Unfortunately, after that, it was time to go because we had to explore other places in Whakapapa.
It was super spectacular going to Mt Ruapehu because I got to experience real snow for the third time and I hope that I’ll be able to finish my snowman so that Olaf will be proud of me. We are learning to use descriptive language in our writing. I know I can do this when I write appropriate adjectives, verbs and similes in my recount of going to the snow mountain.
On Sunday 28th of June, my family and I went to my favourite restaurant “Hansan” to eat.
I slowly walked to the table which had a couch on the right side and a plastic but hard chairs. I down on one of the chairs as it was about to be stuck to a wall.
My mum ordered her food. she ordered her food. She ordered some soup with raw, thick and hard noodles that was soaked with an acid-tasting lemons to make it tasty. Gillian wanted a mouth watering soup with tender, juicy pork and a sprinkle of tiny flakes of ginger. For me it looked like a nanometer of ginger flakes. Finally it was my turn, I ordered P10 which was a pork dish with secret ingredients and a dip that was sweet including a really warm soup.
We waited and waited, I was starving! Minutes later, the food arrived, I was hungry like a wolf (not just hungry but fierce!). We then ate, I started with the soup, I took a spoonful of it and took a sip, It was really tasty! Five minutes later, I ate the tender meat with the rice. My mouth was in flames! It wasn't spicy hot but it was sizzling hot, my mouth felt an inferno! My mouth was in combustion. I had to drink frosty water to neutralize or eliminate the burning sensation, my mouth became frozen and I had a terrible brain freeze!
When we got to the house, Cesar was crying but not sobbing because he missed us. We heard him crying near the glass door. When we unlocked it, he was overfilled with joy but, the joy was to OP, it made run around the living room like mad!
I then watched Cloudy with a chance of meatballs 2. Flint was looking for the Flisudfr with a weird person. Brent was eating the camera guy’s soup when Flint karate chopped it off Brent’s hand. The camera guy sadly said “No one has ever rejected my soup”. The following parts of the movie was when the ape was on their side and Flint saved the living food by returning the Flisudfr.
This weekend was really fun. I wish I had more fun next weekend with my mum and my sister.
We are learning to understand and use descriptive language in my weekend recount.
I know I can do this when I use metaphors and similes in my writing.
We are learning to understand what repent means and understand the story of the lame man. I know I can do this when I retell the story of Jesus healing the lame man in my own words and make a Y chart on repent.