The sun dipped behind the rolling hills, giving way to the slow, silver rise of the moon. Tonight was the night of my very first ever flight. Shivering fluttered in my chest like trapped wings. A sudden breeze pushed at my back, but I held fast, my Talons digging deep into the Big wide wood of the bark. All around me, the forest danced in the breeze, but my vision remained sharp; my wide, golden eyes pierced the shadows. From the darkness, the calls of the others drifted toward me, an invitation to finally claim the sky. Now I am ready to fly.
One freezing night, I felt nervous and shaky. My legs wobbled as the branches moved because tonight was my very first flight. My fluffy feathers kept me warm, but my heart raced when I looked down at the dark ground far below.
It was a windy and cold night, and the sun had just gone down. It was time for a young owl to fly for the very first time. Even though his big, round eyes could see perfectly in the dark, he felt very scared. The wind was pushing him, and he was worried that if he let go of his long wide branch, he might fall instead of flying.
Because flying is how owls find food and move around! His friends were already zooming through the air, calling out to him to join the fun. He was stuck between wanting to stay safe on his tree and wanting to be brave like the other owls. He had to decide if he was going to listen to his fear or listen to his wings.
I knew I had to fly because my mother said I was big and strong enough. I solved my problem by finally taking that first leap into the air. I learned that I could be brave by overcoming my fears.
Mrs Anderson read us the book ‘First Flight’ by June Crebbin. We talked about the narrators point of view and used a Gemini Gem to prompt us to think more deeply about what the story might look like when told in the first person.
I enjoyed using the Gem because it helped me write more advanced and effectient.\