Week 10 - Sophie's version of Rona and the Moon

Rona and the Moon
By Sophie

Long, long ago there was a whare in a valley. There lived Rona, her husband and their two children. On the long twilight evenings they would listen to all the wonderful, relaxing noises of the valley.

One night when the children were in bed, Rona’s husband wanted some wai, Rona was just settling down when her husband started yelling at her that there was no more water left.

Rona was angry because of the way her husband yelled at her, and thought, “Am I the only one capable of fetching wai?” She snatches away the calabash and stormed down to the creek on a munted uneven path... Marama the moon allowed her silvery splendor to be covered by a cloud. The night sky became pitch black.


Rona, on her way to the awa, tripped on a root of a tree and fell, the calabash flew through the air before smashing against a rock. Rona was furious, she drew herself up and swore at the moon.

Marama reached down from the sky and grabbed Rona; Rona’s feelings  transfigured into something resembling fear. Rona reached out to a tree, clinging for support so that Marama could not pull her into the sky.

The moon pulled harder, and so did Rona, however, suddenly the tree uprooted itself out of the ground. Rona soon found herself sailing up through the air and was hauled into the depths of the moon.

The next dawn, Rona’s husband and children were searching for her.
“Up here!” Rona cried. Her husband and children looked up, shocked at seeing her high above them.
           To this day, Rona has been up in the moon, watching and waiting for her release from Marama’s spell. 

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