Amrita and I live in Chennai.  Every morning I wake up early, hoping for rain or clouds so I can get rid of this pain but this never happen”s.  Me and my family are desperate and anxious because we have ran out of water.

I get a wet cloth and I sponge my body. People in  Chennai can’t take long showers in the hot water we have to get a wet` cloth and rub it in our body. We have been having this problem for the last five years. I get dressed and go take  a bucket and line up for the water. It takes a long time we spend half of the day to get 2 buckets of water. People normally fight about who has the most water. You only get one or 2 buckets and it has to last you the whole week. It isn't fair for us people because some people in countries that have lots of water they don't appreciate their water. They  just spill it or they take long showers while people in countries they don't even have water to cook or drink and even take a small little showers

this is my pepeha it is a moari way to introduce yourself

Tēnā koutou katoat     v            Greetings to you all 

No Afghanistan āhau        I am from afghanistan

Ko Puketāpapa te maunga             My mountain is Mt Roskill 

Ko Manukau te moana                     The Manukau is my sea

Ko Halsey Drive te kura                     Halsey Drive is my school 

Kei lynfield toku papa kainga         lynfield is where I live now

Ko Sam   tōku koro           My Grandfather is Sam 

Ko Majan tōku kuia          My Grandmother is Majan

Ko Hashmat tōku matua      My Father is Hashmat

Ko Elaha tōku whaea       My mother is Elaha

Ko Omer tōku matua keke     My uncle is Omer

Ko Nadia tōku whaea keke     My auntie is Nadia

Ko Meena  rāua  ko Mashal āku tuakana    My cousins are Meena and Mashal

Ko _________ rāua ko _______ āku tuakana  My older brothers/sisters are ____and ____

Ko Emaan rāua ko _________āku teina  My younger brothers/sisters are Emaan and ___

Ko Sana tāku ingoa                   My name is Sana 

three little pigs

intro

Hi my name is Aurora and I am known as the big bad wolf in The Three Little Pigs story.  I'm sure you all know this popular fairytale but it’s all FAKE!  I am here today to tell you the true story.

Paragraph 2- making cake for granny and  getting the ingredients  

One day, I was wanting to make a cake for my lovely grandmother for her birthday.  I was wanting to make her feel loved. I was a bit sick and I had a cold but I thought I would still be able to make my cake. I took out all my ingredients from the cupboard and fridge. I took out my milk, butter, sugar, flour and eggs.  Firstly, I put in the milk then I put in flour and I was just about to put in my sugar when I noticed that there wasn’t any.  I thought my lovely pig neighbours wouldn’t mind giving me some so I set off towards the first house.

Paragraph 3- going and getting sugar from the first little pig 

 I walked to the first little pig’s house, it was made from straw.  Seriously, who would make a house from straw? Anyway, I went and I called, “Little pig, little pig are you in?”

 But there was no answer and I didn't want to go in someone's house without them knowing.  I was just about to leave when my nose got itchy so I huffed and I snuffed and I sneezed a great sneeze.  The house was not strong enough so it blew down. The little pig was on the floor, dead! I didn’t want to waste perfectly good meat that was as tasty as a hamburger so I gobbled him up.  But sadly I didn't get flour from the first little, mean pig’s house so I went to the next pig’s house.

Paragraph 4- going to the second little pig’s house

I went to the second little pig’s house which was fragile and weak as it was made from wood.  Again I called, “Little pig little pig are you in?  I want some sugar to bake a cake for my grandmother's birthday.‘’ 

‘’No go away, I won't give you sugar.. go away wolf’’

So my nose got itchy again so I shaved and I snapped and I sneezed a jolly good sneeze.  The second little pig's house was also not strong enough so it blew down and the second little pig was on the floor, dead as a doornail.  It would be crazy to waste a perfectly good meal so I ate him up.  I could eat all day but I had to make a cake so I went to the third little pig’s house.

Paragraph 5- going to the third pig’s house

This was my last house to go to so hopefully I had better luck.  I walked over to the third little pig’s house, it was strong as it was made out of brick.  I called ‘’little pig little pig are you in I need some sugar to make a cake for my grandmother's birthday’’

 ‘’go away wolf I don't want to give you flour’’

I wanted to go but my nose got itchy once again so I huffed and I snuffed and I sneezed a very big sneeze but the house was strong and it didn't blow down. But still I had no sugar I didn't want to give my grandmother a cake that's dough and un sweet. 

Paragraph 6- councloution

To sum up, I didn't get any sugar from those mean, selfish pig’s but at least I had a good time with my grandmother we enjoyed the afternoon together and we had fun.