The Big accident

 In class, we have been learning about figurative language, We learned about personification, alliteration, and assonance.

                                                                      The Luge

                                                           

                                                                 Introduction

  In the holiday me and the kapa haka group, Nga Hoia O Ihu Karaiti, went down to Rotorua to do a kapa haka performance for the one and only true God, Jesus Christ. While we were down there we experienced the luge and Skyline; the Skyline looked like mount Everest. When we got on the go-cart we hooned it like nothing was holding me back.

                                                                  First time down

Firstly, the man told us the safety rules and how to use the go-carts, off we went in a dash down the luge. The track was bumpy and windy. Our go-kart was like a magic carpet. On my first track I raced against Tumu Amoron and Tiakina, we zoomed down the bumpy track and I zigzagged through Amoron and Tumu making me come in second place. Let's go, while I was in second the bumps smashed my but left to right. When we finished I said to Tumu “I smoked you like nothing boy”.

 

                                                                   The big accident!!   

The next time down there was a big accident where there was blood everywhere!!, just kidding. We started our race. It was tragic. Hilda-Jean - she's crazy. She dragged raced with me, Tumu and Komene, off we went. Halfway through the track, Hilda- Jean went Kuku and wild, it was as though she manifested and became someone else. She smashed Tumu 10 feet into the air on the grass and flipped his cart and she also diverted me onto the grass and made me go on to two wheels. I was peed off, I picked my cart up and sped down the hill with a buckled tire, and in my mind was a vivid picture of Hilda-Jean, ready for revenge.

                                                       

                                                                     Reflection

That day was fun when we dragged raced and when Hida-Jean the Kuku flipped me and tumu of the go-carts sliding around the corner and smelling the rubber from my tires on the bumpy and windy track. I recommend going to the luge but not with Hilda-Jean- the Kuku girl. Some people are Kuku; others are calm.  

                                                              The End!!