Narrative Writing - The Hillsburn Disaster

 Hello,

Our Task today was to complete and publish our narrative writing that we started a few weeks ago. My Narrative is called The Hillsburn disaster. To sum it up its about two poor siblings that live in an apartment in Hillsburn city who come home from work one day only to see that their apartment had set on fire.

My writing ↓

The Hillsburn Disaster

“Hurry up Lindsay!” Mateo bellowed from across the apartment.

“I’m coming just hold on a second jeez!” Lindsay wailed.

Mateo ran out the door while shouting “I’m Leaving without you!”. Hearing this made Lindsay grab her bag and race out the door at full speed just so she could catch up to her brother. Unsurprisingly Lindsay caught up to Mateo and they were now walking calmly next to each other down the boardwalk of Hillsburn City. Mateo is a quiet, reluctant and wise person whereas Lindsay is more athletic and extroverted. Mateo prefers to wear neutral tones and does not like to stand out while on the other hand Lindsay likes to wear pastel colours and standing out isn’t her favourite but also isn’t that complex of a task for her.

It was a clement day in Hillsburn city, morning mist traveling through the air calmly. Mateo was finishing off his shift at their local coffee shop and started getting ready to head back home. Meanwhile next door Lindsay had finished her shift at the bakery and was waiting for Mateo outside. Mateo and Lindsay had started walking back. 

“Hey Mateo?” Lindsay spoke.

“Yeah,” Mateo answered.

“Do you see that smoke over there?” Lindsay pointed towards a cloud of smoke floating in the sky.

Mateo’s eyes gleamed with horror. In a panic Mateo roughly seized Lindsay’s hand and started dashing towards the puff of smoke. 

“Mateo what are you doing!” Lindsay shrieked as she was practically being dragged along the boardwalk, Mateo’s mind was flooded with panic as he continued to dash along the boardwalk longing to see what had actually happened. It had been about a minute, Mateo and Lindsay were still darting towards the source of the smoke cloud when Mateo came to a sudden stop.

“Mateo what the h-” Lindsay spoke before she was interrupted by the sound of..

Water.. Large amounts of water gushing all over Mateo and Lindsay's apartment building. Lindsay stayed silent, she didn’t say a single word she just gazed as her home slowly fell apart. Tears slowly started falling down her cheeks as she continued to gaze upon the burnt building. Mateo wrapped his arm around Lindsay’s shoulders as she continued to pour out her tears. Because of the incident Mateo and Lindsay were given a hotel room to stay in for the night but the next day they would have to find their own place. 

It was a foggy morning, condensation from the windows pooling on the floor. Mateo grunted as he got out of bed and went to the hotel bathroom where he found Lindsay brushing her teeth. 

“Morning..” Mateo muttered.

“Good morning,” Lindsay muffled with her toothbrush still in her mouth. Mateo went to grab his toothbrush and toothpaste and had started to brush his teeth. 

“What are we gonna do..” Lindsay murmured.

“I don’t know but we’ll figure something out,” Mateo sighed. Mateo and Lindsay were packing up their things to head out. 

Once they had packed up their things they stepped out of the hotel, returned the room key and set off to their part time jobs. 

Mateo stepped into the coffee shop and instantly got to work. He would need all the hours he could get to get him and Lindsay into some sort of home. Meanwhile next door Lindsay also quickly got to work. Lindsay had less hours of work by default so she would have to request her boss to give her a few more. Mateo was making a coffee for a customer when one of his coworkers came in.

“Hey Mateo!” Wyatt cried, “Phone call for you!”

“Please give me a second ma’am,” Mateo stated to his customer as he ran off to answer the phone.

 “Lindsay someones on the phone for you!” Lindsay’s boss shouted out. Lindsay ran off to answer the phone. The news they heard on the phone left them gobsmacked. What was the news?

Art

Hello, In week 3 we started a piece of art. To make the art we started with a photo of ourselves. Then we used watercolour to paint the images half with cold colours and half with warm colours. Following that we painted our backgrounds aswell and then we used newspaper to fill in our hair. After that we used coloured magazine pieces to cover up our shirts. We then used indian ink to outline all the details. Then we used buttons and letter beads to add any wanted accesories to or art. After that we founds the letters of our names from coloured magazines and stuck them onto squares of coloured paper so we could stick them to the top of our art. Lastly our teacher stuck our art onto black and white sheets of paper and then they were done.

My Art

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Dialogue

Dialogue is a writing style particularly focused in writing conversations

Here is a photo and under is an example of dialogue 

“Why did I agree to do this?” Gerald wailed, “You should’ve brought Janet instead!”

“I probably should’ve brought Janet, she would be screaming way less than you right now!” Semira sneered.

“Well, if I die it's your fault!” Gerald bellowed.

“You’re not gonna die you big baby!” Semira asserted, “Look, we’re almost down!”

“This is it, I’m gonna die!” Gerald cried “I love you mom, I love you dad!”

“Gerald you’re not gonna die!” Semira exclaimed

Dialogue uses speech marks that sit on both sides of the text that a character is speaking.

You must place a piece of punctuation at the end of your dialogue

Example :

"Go away" Sarah cried ❌

Or

"Go away!" Sarah cried ✅

The piece of punctuation has to sit inside the ending speech mark

If you have no need for a question mark or exclamation

mark then you can just use a comma

Example :

"Thank you," Jenna replied

Narrative Writing

Hi I'm Shanaya and this is my first blog post for 2021. I'm a year 6 at Kawakawa primary school. We have been learning about narrative writing and have also been creating some of our own narratives. We first watched 2 mini movies called "The Snack Attack" and "The Present" and then we picked one to write a narrative about. I chose the Snack attack.