Hiwi the Kiwi

 

HIWI THE KIWI GOES FISHING

         

There I was sitting in the hall eagerly waiting with my hand up, wanting to know if Hiwi the Kiwi was going to pick me to go up on stage to tell a scary true story that happened to me on a boat. Suddenly he pointed at me or at least around me. I stood up and went to the stage and walked up the stairs. I was on the stage. “Yes,” I thought to myself. He asked me my name and I told him my name was Joseph. Then he asked me if they called me Jo. I said, “Sometimes.”  Hiwi the Kiwi told me to tell the crowd the scary story about when I was on a boat, so I did.

It went like this:

“I went out in a boat one time in a storm with my dad, my sister, my uncle and me. The boat hit a big wave and went 1.5 metres in the air. I felt sick afterwards and that was it,” I said.

Then Hiwi asked me if we were wearing life jackets. “Yes,” I said.

He said, “Good because a life jacket really will save your life.” Then he gave me a prize. I got a poster, a sticker and a fishing magazine.

I left the stage and returned to my seat.   

By Joseph