Small Moments in Room 9.

This term Room 9 has been writing small moments. Small moments are when you write a small beginning and then you make a small moment. But we had the choice to have an after or not. I chose to have an after. We all wrote a moment and we all added the link to our moment to our google presentation. This is my small moment. Please enjoy reading the smallish moment.

My Small moment

Planning words for my small moment:

1) Plunged

2) Crashed

3) Heart attack

4) Wilderness

5) Survival

6) Hatchet

7) Small Plane

8) Book

9) Adventurous

10) Hyperventilating

11) Concerned

12) Distressed    

13) Death concerned

14) Frightened        

I was boarding the small sea plane on my way to visit my father in Canada. I had my passport in one hand with my luggage in the other. I have always been scared of planes but luckily I had my book with me. It was written by Bear Grylls. He is my IDOL! As the plane was going for the take-off, I squeezed the book into my arms. There were only two of us in the plane, the pilot Jeffrey and I. The plane was flying over the Canadian wilderness and it started to shutter. The pilot was clutching his left arm. I wondered what was happening, of course!

The plane pilot was having a heart attack! The engine was silent, and Jeffrey was not moving a muscle. I quickly rested my bottom onto the co-pilots seat. I remember being in the middle of a museum, reading about the plane control buttons. I was able to control the plane for a few seconds but then the plane ran out of Petroleum. The plane started to fall in a spiral shape before the plane plunged into the water. It was dark and misty and I could barely even see. I was saturated!

The water was deeper than my father’s height! I paddled across the lake until I reached the shoreline. I was out in the middle of nowhere, but I was scared, terrified and sad because I had lost my favourite book. Survival Tactics. I had no food whatsoever but I still had my sharpened hatchet. I stretched my body across the sand and I got ready for bed. I woke up agitated, absolutely angry! The mosquitoes were so annoying that I could only close my eyes before the mosquitoes came. A few days had passed and I was starving. I have had nothing to eat since I was at the airport. I had made a fire and spear and I was ready to fish. The first few throwing attempts were lousy but eventually I had a fish on the sharp end of the spear. I cooked the fish for a good few hours and then I ate it in about 5 minutes. As I dozed off  for my good night sleep something awoken me, it sounded like a skunk or hedgehog sniffing my pouch that was under my hip. It was a skunk! It tried to spray my face but I dodged and I climbed up the tree.

BBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRR. What was that sound? I said in my mind? Was it a boat? Wait no it can’t be. What about a helicopter then? I saw propellers flying high in the sky, and somebody had came to rescue me. The copter touched down and then I hopped into the back seat. There was heaps of food there! Desserts, Snacks and even Roast Pork with crackling! My favourite!

A small moment,

By Al.

An 11 year old year 6 from Ruma Iwa Unstoppables.