We have been learning about writing recounts. A recount is a written account about something that has already happened. The features of a recount are:
- introduction with 5Ws (who, what, where, why, when)
- time connectives
- chronological order
- paragraphs to chunk up our writing and make it easier to read
- Closing paragraph
After a few weeks learning about recounts we based our hot task on ‘The Firework Maker’s Daughter’ by Philip Pullman. We chose a character to pretend to be and gave a recount of an adventure from the story. After writing our stories, we self and peer-assessed them and then typed them out for the blog.
We would love to read our recounts and tell us what you think. Please leave comments below.
An Extraordinary Night
My name is Lila and I had a scary adventure last night when I met Razvani on Mount Merapi.
First I tride to get to sleep but I coodnt get to sleep because the rox wer lumpee and bumpee. I climed Mount Merapi and as I went hiere the ground was hot. Then I lost one sandl. I climed hiere and hiere then a roc biger then the rest caym doun and at the last minut the roc came bowndid over me. The rox bowndid down the mowtin.
I looct up and there was a hool. I climed in the hool and saw Razvani and the goosts.
Last nite was so scery. I betor hury hoom to save my Dad.
My jurny to the fire fend.
Hi my name is called Lila and I went on a jurny last night to a place colled Mount Merapi to get the Royal Sulphur so I can become a true firework maker. My Dad is also a firework maker so now we are both firework maker. It is pretty cool.
In the after noon I walked through the jungle with all the tweetwee birds in the tree. I saw lots of pirits squoqing in the forest it was very noisy. It was so noisy I conit hear my self talk or think to go next. It was hard to believe that Mount Merapi is a real mounten and Razvani. All of it is hard to believe well I do want to be a firework maker. I just cepet walking.
It was so hard to get to sleep with all that nios so I rolled up my blanket and cepet walking through the jungle. So I walked and walked. Soon the ground got hoter with evry step and then I relised that I was walking in the sides of Mount Merapi and Razvani was at the top. But on my way up Mount Merapi my feet started to bleed I felt pane in my feet.
I saw the blud but cepet on walking. Just then a pile of rocks came rolling down on me. The rocks fel on me and I got pushed off Mount Merapi. After that I lost my sandel when I got up. I started walking up agen. On my way up a big rock biger than the others fell on me agen and I got poshed off agen so I got up and started to walk up agen. Then I got to the top.
There was Razvani the fire fend. So I started to ask for the Royal Sulphur and then Razvani said that it is not real. I was shocked then Hamlit and Chulak came and said that lockland was in trubel. He is going to be exacyuted. Oh,no I said I need to go save my dad. So we set off to save dad.
This was the scariest adventure ever and last night was scary and fun.
My Race for Lila
My name is Hamlet and I will tell you about an amazing adventure that I had just last night rescuing Lila from razvani in the grotto of mount merapi!
As I was happily munching on a rare sympor bush my friend came holding a bunch of bananas .he started talking about what he had found out when he was gone. Apparently there was a festival happening for a water goddess who would grant wishes for people, it looked like the whole village was going. Even a troop of monkeys were going!
Finally we arrived and to our surprise Rambashie was awning a jungle grill. Rambashie is my friend’s uncle. So while my friend was chatting to his uncle I played with the children until the festival began. The entire village took their turn. Now it was our turn, everyone was a bit annoying not letting us pas very well so I blew out my nose loudly. Everyone was silent and finally my friend had the water. “We must hurry said my friend”. “Then let’s go” I said.
It was very hard to climb up the mountain, the rocks made my feet throb and bleed but I kept going. Up, up and up we went. I barely had a chance to breath nor have a break by the time I reached the top it was morning. We had walked all through the night without a stop. We rushed in the grotto my friend jumped of me and shouted “LILA “and chucked the bottle at Lila. I looked at Lila. Feet burnt, legs cut, face smoky and one sandal on her feet while looking at razvani in the grotto. She drank every last drop in one gulp and with no fear she…walked…through…fire! It took one minute before she came out. My friend and Lila jumped on my back as we ran down the mountain. I told Lila that I heard birds chatting that Lila’s dad was going to be executed tomorrow!
This was the most extraordinary adventure ever but we must hurry home to save Lilas dads head on a spike!
Ben chose to write a recount about his recent trip to his Granny’s for his hot task.
My Trip to Granny’s
Last week we went to granny in Peebles. We staid here wall mum and dad were away in Spain .
On the first morning we went to feed the ducks. There were sum ducs that looct funny.
I had the best hollday wif my Granny.