My Myth

We have been learning how to write narratives. Narratives are a style of writing which tell a story usually following this structure: Introduce a time,place and good character/s. Then introduce bad character/s and a problem. Have the good character solve the problem.End up with a solution to the problem which is satisfying for a reader and which might teach a lesson. All the way through the story, use descriptive language to help describe the places and characters well. Because we are also learning about myths and legends, some of us decided to use the myth genre. Myths are imaginary narratives which use a story with a message to try to explain a natural phenomenon such as rain, wind or earthquakes.My story is a myth because it is an imaginiative way of trying to explain why we have rain.

Why We Have Rain.

A myth by Bailey Rihari.

Long, long ago on a island with lots of caves that were pitch black there lived a female chimera who was part cow, part  dragon and part human. Her name was Cowrin and she had red and brown dragon wings on a black and white cow’s body. Her human face was round and pretty. She loved living in the village with her Maori  friends and loved that she could help and protect them.  She  had often flown around the island with the villagers. She was brave,good,strong and mighty.

One day there was an evil dragon who had come to burn down the villagers’ houses and Cowrin heard the villagers screaming. “Help! Help!”  A villager screamed, running into the dark cave where Cowrin was resting.

“The houses are getting burnt down!”  So, Cowrin  flew down and drank up some of the ocean water. Then she flew over the burning houses and vomited all the water onto them. Then, she spewed a whole lot more water over the evil dragon and he fizzled up into nothing and was never seen again.

Cowrin had saved the villagers’ houses and their lives. And ever since  then we had rain.