Hunter

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My name is Hunter and i'm 9. I have a small family. My favourite subjects are Maths, Topic and P.E. My favourite sports are rugby and cricket. If I could see into the future I would like to know how a plane fly's.My birthday is on the 5th of March. This is my Angriness poem....

I have been learning about New Zealand myths. Here is my favourite...... How the Kiwi lost its Wings

Once upon a time in the begining, a Kiwi named Puki was wandering home very slowly becuase it was daytime and the sun hurt his eyes and he could not see very well either. His head was close to the ground and his beak touched it now and then. He puffed and snuffled when he walked and he looked like an old man. Puki was tired becuase he had been up all night hunting for bugs. He was now trying to get home and hve a rest. When Puki was walking two birds always watched him and they said to each other"What a pitty, Puki can not fly." But that did not bother Puki becuase he was used to walking. Then, a sparrow came down to Puki and said "I feel sorry that you cannot fly." "That doesn't bother me, I am used to walking" exclaimed Puki. "But I can tell you the story of why I can not fly becuase we Kiwis used to be able to fly as well as you other birds can." "That would be lovely." said the sparrow. Then Puki began. "Along time ago," thats how Puki began. "