Pourquoi writing: How tattos came to Tonga

How tattoos came to Tonga

Many hundreds of years ago across the seven seas there lived a young boy named Magoni in a village with three friends of his. Their names were Carva, Toni and Sione. Magoni and his friends met at the beach of Toloa.

“What should we do? Magoni asked.

“I Don’t know, maybe explore the forest” Sione replied.

“Yeah we should we’ve only been there two time, and we didn’t go that far in” Toni said. Everybody agreed to that.

As they were about to enter the forest, they started getting the chills. After five minutes in they started hearing sounds, Magoni even started sweating a little.

“We’ve never been this far in” Carva whispered to his friends. As they kept walking they saw weird patterns on the trees almost perfectly engraved. They saw The name Tonga on one of the trees.

“Guys this is getting creepy, let’s just go back to the village” said Sione.

They all agreed. As soon as the turned away the heard a bird chirping. They all sprinted out the forest. The chirping was getting closer, and Magoni’s adrenaline was pumping. They all made it out. They went back to the beach. They discussed the situation.

“We should never go in there again” said Toni.

Magoni replied with “I think we should go back, those patterns on the tree were interesting” “NO!!, that was way to creepy” shouted Toni.

“Fine I’ll go by myself” replied Magoni.

It was dinner Magoni’s dad got out the mat and put it on the living room floor. Magoni was looking at the interesting shapes and patterns on the mat. There was one that Magoni really liked. He drew that one on a piece of paper and put it in his pocket. It was now morning.

Magoni went to the forest as he walked in he felt scared and anxious. He kept going in. He finally made it to the engraved trees. He kept walking. “I am going to admit it is a lot scarier without my friends” Magoni whispered to himself. He started hearing the bird chirping. He got really close to the bird and saw the bird the engraving the tree with his beak. It was strange because he has never seen a bird like this, it had a really long beak and dark black eyes. His beak was steaming out with smoke. Magoni Said to himself “This must be why the trees are engraved” He asked the bird if he could get his forearm engraved.

“Stupid me, now I am talking to a bird, how can I get more stupid than this” Magoni said to himself. Magoni’s paper came out of his pocket and he didn’t realize.

The mysterious bird flew to the sky so high that Magoni couldn’t see him. The Bird came back flying down after a couple seconds but, this time his beak with a little red steaming with more smoke. The bird started slowing down, it then landed on Magoni’s shoulder. It started engraving his forearm. He was looking closely at the pattern on the paper on the ground. “AHHHHHHHHHHHH stop it, it burns make it stop please, it feels like I am getting burnt with the devil's fire AHHHH!” Magoni screamed. Blood started shooting out that’s when Magoni past out.

“Woah” Magoni said. He was lying down on weaved leaves wondering where he was. The mysterious bird was right next to him.

“AHHHH!” Magoni screamed

“Get away from me” Magoni said. The bird flew away in the high top trees. Magoni stood up and ran. He ran as fast as he could and finally he made it out. When he arrived home he realized the pattern that he drew on paper, on his forearm. “Time for dinner Magoni come to the living room” Magoni’s Mum said. He went to his parents and showed them the engravement on his arm. His parent’s were shocked. “How did you get this it looks amazing” Magoni’s dad said.

“This mysterious bird came to me and engraved it on my forearm with his beak, his beak was steaming with smoke and it looked like there was fire on his beak” Magoni explained

“I want one of it on my back” his dad said

“Ok if you want but it is very painful” Magoni said.

Three months later. Nearly everyone had their body engraved. They were all thanking Magoni. His friends got it aswell. An ancestor of Magoni’s came to him and asked “What do you want to call that engraving”
“I will call it tatuato” Magoni Replied

Last week was Tongoan Language week we had to write a Pourquoi story (Myths and Legends story). I did a story about how tattos came to Tonga. We first had to choose a topic, then plan the writing. We had to write what the characters 5 senses, E.G Hear: he could hear echoes in the forest. After we had planned our story, we had to start writing our story. We then had to find a critical friend to use DRAFT to edit our writing.