Fiafia night
“Go home and
have a shower.” Miss Jones said as we left.
I rushed
home as fast as I could with butterfly’s trying to ruin my stomach with
excitement.
I had a
shower and quickly walked to kalolaini’s house to pick her up.
When we got
to school everyone was there before us so I gradually put on my dress without
the boys looking in.
As we waited
and waited it was time to go to the back of the hall.
Everyone
blended in with flowers in their hair and lava lava’s around their waist. All
the costumes were amazing.
I loved our
classroom’s costumes, we wore Teki teki’s in our hair, bracelets made out of
crepe paper and amazing dresses.
To start of
the night we sang our welcoming song and then our Maori song and dance kia
Kotahi E.
It was one
heck of a night but we still had more performances to go.
Our next
item was a Tongan dance that Teuhiva had taught us.
As I was in
the front I was getting nervous, I was
saying to myself “smile, don’t muck up and have as much fun as possible.”
Once we got
on stage everyone was staring at us like they were amazed by the way we looked.
I instantly
kept on saying in my head “smile Paris, please smile.”
Once it was
all over and done with I simply laughed at how far we had come, all of those
practices we had, everyone looked beautiful.
By the time
it came to the Niuean song I wanted to replay the whole night and do it all
over again.
That was how
much fun and excitement I had, had all in one night.
Everything
that night will definitely be memorable.
By Paris
Super recount, Paris - you did an excellent job of conveying your feelings about the night. Your use of direct speech really enhanced this piece of writing.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great recount of our fiafia night paris.
ReplyDeleteNice story Paris...
ReplyDeleteKeep it up.