Maths,Transformations

Writing-Abandoned Places

Abandoned Places

Our learning goals are to:

-write a description, using powerful words and phrases

-include some Te Reo Māori

-carefully check that our sentences make sense and have correct punctuation and spelling.

Choose one of the above images to prompt a piece of descriptive writing

Erewhon The Dead City

‘Apocalypse over twenty years ago’ she snorted rudely. I continued despite the reaction
‘ A group of aliens took over, destroying the city and killing the inhabitants with toxic spit.
One who managed to escape named the spider like creatures Chrysalids and he only just
caught a glance of a tall thin man with oblong eyes and he saw him spit poison.’  
‘ That’s rubbish Hazel if you believe that you believe in science. Then I don’t’ Olivia snapped
. ‘ Fine but if you wanna be a soldier you have got to believe.’

Twenty years later

Olivia and I are being lowered from a helicopter. The wind is full of screams from the massacre
and lost souls drift through the ruins of Erewhon. Olivia is talking to herself ‘Come on Olivia you
can do this’ I put an arm of comfort around her shoulder.‘ Remember twenty years ago?’ ‘ yes’
‘ Well then believe you can and you will’ Olivia smiles gently and then walks into the smokey
makariri ( cold ) ruin. The smell of stale blood was familiar but still a worse smell was hovering in
the air. When I touched the old quartz it crumbled away and turned into  dust blowing away in the
wind into my eyes. ‘Hello is anyone here’ the sound of sharp claws scuttling around sent a shiver
up my spine. I swore I heard business boots you hear in the city clattering on the old stone tiles
and it made me think back to the story about the Chrysalids and the apocalypse. ‘STAY OUT’
screamed something in a hoarse voice like thunder. Then lightning illuminated the ruins and
Olivia was gone.

‘ Hello is anyone here’ I asked nervously then I yelled ‘OLIVIA’. All I heard was grunting and the
clickety clack of boots so I took that as a reply. More scuttling about and I thought of the story and
then something exploded and toxic gas poured into the stale air. I ran into a tall pale man in a
suit with glasses on. I saw a pair of  oblong eyes through the glasses. I reeled back in horror
and screamed ‘ OLIVIA THE STORY…. IT’S… IT’S... IT’S TRUE’ something told me to turn
around so I did. Olivia was staggering towards me and grunting almost like she was a zombie.
A chrysalid followed ‘ OLIVIA LOOK OUT!!’ I yelled. She fell over and the monstrous chrysalid
injected something into her and she became a zombie. I opened fire at the chrysalid but Olivia
looked at me with eyes that looked weak like she was a chrysalid or turning into one but she
looked at me strongly in the eye. Then it hit me but I couldn’t do it because if I did it I wouldn’t
die but if I did I would die too along with ‘her’ ‘Goodbye Olivia’..... 

By Emma