My matariki breakfast

"Boring old fruit" i said to myself "no ones gonna like that" as i roll up into school with my pink chocolate ice cream container. Near the end of the term our school has been really keen on the matariki theme celebrating the maori new year. The school had set up a matariki breakfast for us to enjoy, everybody had to bring a shared meal. I was looking forward to all the nice tasty food that i was going to enjoy like pancakes sausages donuts and all the delicious meals.

 I thought my fruit was pretty boring considering all the amazing things that other people had brought. As i was walking out to play basketball i saw another teacher bring in nice crispy hash browns, my taste buds squirming all around my mouth wanting a taste of those nice hash browns. when the bell rang i raced to the classroom like a bolt of lightning could see all the nice juicy foods we had a lovely prayers then we were allowed to eat.The girls got up first then us boys raced to the delicous food i only grabbbed a pancake and i definetly put way to much golden syrup on my pancake. The slimey stiky stuff devoured my mouth my tastebuds were in disgust. And then i lost my apatite and could not eat anything else my stomach just could not take it. So then i just read. It was a great matariki breakfast and i loved it.