Kia Ora, today I’m here to talk about our quick writes. Every week we are given a prompt to create a story over the week. Here is this weeks prompt.

Youngest Pilot
Write a narrative about a young child who is the youngest pilot to fly a plane. Where does the child go on their first flight, and what incredible sights do they see above the clouds?
Story Key:
- Where & Who: Introduce the characters and setting.
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Uh-Oh! (Problem): Face an obstacle or challenge.
The Finish: Resolve the conflict & wrap up the story.
- Fri: Read & Listen: Share and reflect on the story.
Here is my writing about this image.
As the big jet thruster lit up and blew out flames, Conor, a small boy with sea blue eyes, sandy blonde hair and a nice smile got in the cockpit and buckled himself up ready to fly. At ten years old, Conor had been invited to the Blue Angels jet stunt team. He looked up at the big blue jet with yellow pin stripes and on the side of the jet was written:Blue Angels . He loved the look of the jet. He put on his sleek blue and smooth yellow helmet over his head and buckled it up. He closed the window hatch over himself. Then he slowly was pushed onto the runway by a small truck mover. He start moving closer and closer to the end of the runway. He pulled up on the steering remote connected to the steering system. In under 3 seconds Conor was up in the clouds doing loop de loops and 360 barrel rolls. Suddenly his thruster explodes and he catches fire! He also gets attacked by an enemy fleet of jets and getting chased in their brand new F-18 jets. Conor only has a F-14 falcon. The enemy fleet have better and faster jets than him. He dodges a few missiles and spitfires coming from the enemy’s jets. He starts falling down to the sea because he had forgotten about the thruster that was on fire as he had travelled all the way out to the ocean. He quickly ejected himself out of the cockpit to escape his jet. But then he realised that he was still sixteen hundred feet above sea level. It would be a dangerous landing. Suddenly the enemy fleet disappeared into the clouds. He was now twelve hundred feet above the sea. He quickly remembered being taught how to use the parachute. At nine hundred feet above sea he had his parachute out and was slowly falling down to the water. He later hit the water and was struggling to keep his head above the water because of the baggy jet safety gear. 34 minutes later Conor saw a helicopter from his blue angels team. He swam and splashed so that the helicopter could see him. He was rescued and was sitting in the back of the helicopter. After 1 hour and 58 minutes they made it back to Florida to the blue angels team HQ. He got changed into new clothes and got into his other jet. Once again the big jet thrusters lit up and blew out flames and WHOOSHH! Conor was back in the air!
The end
I hope you like my writing!
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