Tauawa Tunes

Goodbye winter, hello spring. 

Goodbye marshmallows in my milo. Hello birds singing by my window. 

Goodbye warm crackling fire. Hello bees singing in choirs.

Goodbye frosty cold breeze.

Hello wind from swaying trees.

Goodbye the smell of fresh snow. Hello fresh daffodils from below.

Henry Rousseau never went to art college.Henry Rousseau is a famous painter.Henry Rousseau botanical gardens in Paris.

Many people laughed at Henry's paintings.Henry Rousseau imagined his paintings.

I was walking through a dark green forest. I could hear a small tweeting cricket.

As I continued through the forest I looked up and saw floating,fluffy,clouds,

They remind me of my soft bed.

I stopped to take a breath and inhale a strong fresh breeze.

And saw a calm swirling river, a fresh breeze of wind came rushing through me it nearly blew me away.

Suddenly my tummy rumbled. I decided to eat a fresh, juicy apple.

The Wright brothers from U.S.A are famous for inventing the first powered airplane.

In their early years Wilbur and Orville loved taking things apart and were delighted when their dad gave them a toy helicopter as they found an interest in flight. The brothers tested gliders and machines and asked experts in museums because they wanted to be the first people to ever fly. In 1903 Wilbur and Orville's first flight was in Kitty Hawk. It was a success as it stayed in the air for 12 seconds with 5 spectators watching. 

Later in life the Wright brothers went to Europe and became rich. Apollo 11 even took a trip to the moon and took a piece of the plane with them. 

Wilber and Orville Wright were great pioneers in aviation who changed the way we travel forever by proving that human flight was possible.

If I were a greedy seagull,

I would hunt for scraps all day.

If I were a flying fish,

I would skim across the water.

If I were a colourful Tui,

I would swoop over the trees looking for prey.

If I were a friendly fantail,

I would nest up high in the swaying trees.

If I had one wish, I would love to fly.

Planes whizz

Bees buzz

Birds swoop

Butterflies flap

Fantails dive

Jet planes zoom

Helicopters dart

Eagles soar

Rocket blast

Airships dash

If I were a paragon falcon, I would soar through the air, zooming and diving.

If I were a parrot, I would show off my neon coloured feathers.

If I were a goose, I would glide through the clouds migrating to Africa.

If I were a barn owl, I would soar through the darkness looking for prey.

If I had one wish, I would look after those birds.

If I were a baffled kereru, I would flap through the forest scavenging for bright luscious plump berries.

If I were a territorial emperor penguin, I would dive to the depths of the cold Southern Ocean searching for pink krill.

If I were a fierce hawk, I would swoop, scanning for rats and fat possums.

If I were an enormous Zepplin, I would float slowly over London and bomb.

It was the crack of dawn in Bird Town and chirping was all you could hear. First Shaun flew down to the power line, jiggled his feet and got himself settled. Right when Shaun got settled, Steve came along, and did a big yawn and pushed Shaun. That got a fight started.

"Oi, what was that for?" declared Shaun.

"I didn't mean to!" argued Steve.

"Go away! I was here first!

"There's plenty of room for you!" shouted Shaun while pecking at Steve. Right at that moment Santa Hawk cam and Shaun bumped into him. That made Santa Hawk angry and he pecked Shaun.

"Why did you bump into me?" asked Santa Hawk.

"I didn't mean to!" yelled Shaun.

Then the next thing you knew there was a whole flock of birds on the power line fighting.

"Hiii," shouted Bigess.

All the birds looked confused. The bird was strange. 

"Who is that?" asked one of the birds.

"I don't know, replied Steve, but he looks like this," doing a weird face.

Then all the birds walked further away from Bigess but as soon as they settled on the rope again, Bigess flew over to them and landed in the middle of the birds.

"Oi! Get off our line," shouted Shaun angrily.

Then one of the birds pecked Bigess and he flipped over.

"Aghhhhhhh!" shouted Bigess.

When he flipped over, one of his toes plucked off the wire.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" asked Sam.

"Definitely," replied Steve.

Then they started to peck at Bigess's toes. All the birds started to chirp but then one saw how close they were to the ground and yelled. 

"Stop!" exclaimed Shaun, but the birds can't hear him.

Then all them stop from the chanting but only when there was one toe left. Ping!

All the birds went flying. When Bigess was on the ground it started raining feathers and Bigess sung.....

"It's raining feathers from out of the sky, feathers no need to ask why. Just open your mouth and close your eyes. It's raining feathers!"

Matt wanted to write a terrific story. He was ready to start, but what should he write?

First he played football and scored 30 goals. Then he swept the kitchen, it was fun. After, he went for a walk around the house.

Suddenly Matt had a terrific idea. He decided to make his own ruby ink with three ingredients. 

For his first ingredient he needed a feather from a phoenix because it is floaty like ink. So he made some wings to fly up and swoop down...then steal a feather. 

For his second ingredient he needed fire from Charzard because it was shifty and mysterious like ink. So he went to Pokeworld and caught a Charzard. For his third ingredient he needed red dye because it is soft and smudgy like ink. So he went to the dye store, then he put it in his bag. Once Matt had collected all his ingredients, he mashed, he bludgeoned and he crushed. Matt bottled his ink. It looked terrific. Then he started to write a terrific story.

A long time ago on a tropical island in the Pacific Ocean, lived a young man called Rata. The people of Hawaiki were worried because there were big storms and they didn't know what to do. So they decided to have a meeting. Some people wanted to leave and some wanted to stay. They couldn't agree but Rata had an idea to build a waka.

At sunrise the next morning, Rata had something to eat, grabbed his heavy axe and ventured deep into the forest. Rata searched wearily through the forest for hours and hours looking for a perfect straight tree.

On the way he heard lots of birds chirping. There was so much moss and undergrowth. He was so weary. Then he gazed up and saw the perfect straight tree. So he got to work and started chopping down the tree. At the end of the day it had fallen down.

Long, long ago in the middle of Maananui-a-Kiwa, there lived a young man named Rata who was trying to prove himself a strong leader. The people of Hawaiki were worried because storms were lashing the island. So the chief of the tribe held a hui to decide what to do but they couldn't decide and they got into a big argument. 

At dawn break the next day, Rata tiptoed out of bed, sharpened his tōki and set off in search of a perfect tree. He could hear the crickets chirping and the birds tweeting but after many hours of searching he didn't feel very chirpy and tweety. His muscles ached from carrying a heavy axe and hefty ginormous fallen branches out of the way. His feet were wet from the dewy moss on the forest floor and the light shining through gaps in the leafy green canopy was blinding and the sounds of the forest seemed deafening. After many hours of searching he hefted one last branch out of the way. It suddenly seemed very dark. Rata looked up. There towering over him was a gigantic Tōtara tree. Rata gazed up at it, mind-blown. It was the perfect tree.

It was an early morning and the birds were out singing. Missy flew down onto the wire and made herself comfortable and started to sing. A minute later Norman flew down and yawned, settled on and stretched his wings out.

"Hey, this is my wire so get off," complained Missy.

"Hey dude! We flew down at the same time," shouted Norman.

"No we did not," argued Missy.

About two seconds later, Jimmy came down. 

"Hey guys, what are you arguing about?" 

"None of your bees wax," shouted Missy.

"Hey it is," replied Jimmy.

About one second later all the birds from the city came on to the wire. And then a new bird came called Bob, who was on the other side of the wire.

"Oh," tweeted Norman, annoyingly.

All of the birds started whispering.

"Go away," stated Missy, angrily.

"Eek," complained Norman, nastily

"OMG he is coming over," shouted Birdie, loudly.

"Hi, do you want to be my friends? asked Bob gently.

"No!" shouted Missy, loudly.

But then Bob landed right in the middle of the birds and the wire sank.

"Hey," tweeted Missy, nastily.

But Bob fell off about two seconds later. Bob found out it was raining feathers.