My Friends Narrative. By Abdurrahman

On a very beautiful day, Wiremu, Amato and I were playing Soccer on the bottom field at school. It was lunchtime.  Amato and I were against Wiremu. We were winning 6-4. Wiremu kept saying it wasn’t fair. Robby heard and joined his team. With Robby on his team it became a draw.

Halfway through lunchtime the field was mostly filled with people playing with us. Then Wiremu using all his power kicked the ball really hard and the ball almost smashed against Miss Anderson’s head. She quickly ducked and the ball zoomed against her head. She angrily stood straight back up and asked us with anger in her eyes “Who did that?”. Wiremu put his hand up and said “It was me sorry Miss”. Still filled to the brim with rage she confiscated the ball from us  and said if you can’t play with this ball properly than don’t play at all” and with that an argument started. Some people going against Wiremu saying thing like “you shouldn’t have kicked that hard” or “Man, Wiremu why’d you kick it?”. The people that were in his defence said things in reply like “All good’s” or “It’s the teacher’s fault for standing there”. I was in Wiremu’s defense.

When the argument broke up I went to everyone and apologized to saying “It wasn’t anyone’s fault”. Eventually everyone settled down and we started playing other games. Wiremu looked really glad that the problem was solved. By the end of lunchtime everyone was happy (, tired from playing) and had forgiven Wiremu.

Abdurrahman