living in the present Click here to download the accompanying Powerpoint file.
What are you looking forward to right now? Example answers: Holidays, lunch, play time, birthdays, Christmas, parties, visiting friends.
What is your favourite memory from this term so far?
Fuzzle basked on the banks of The Rainbow River. The colourful water peacefully flowed down stream gently bubbling as it went on its way. Fuzzle could feel the welcoming warmth of the sun on his skin, he closed his eyes and dreamt of the adventure that lay before him. In a few hours he would begin his epic journey down The Rainbow River (the longest river in the land). Fuzzle and his friend Tutara had been planning the expedition for over a year. He tried to relax but he felt full of anticipation and excitement, he had read of the wondrous water falls and rapids that lay ahead, the mysterious caves cut into the land by the mighty river and the gargantuan canyons that the waters ran through.
The pair would embark on their trip on their trusty river roamers. These hi tech machines are powered by the sun, they can reach great speeds as they effortlessly glide along the water surface. Imagine a jet ski like water craft the shape of a dart and you will have a good idea of what this torpedo like contraption looks like.
Fuzzle and Tutara loved nothing more than riding their river roamers, they had trained hard for their expedition and had become very skilful riders. “These look about ready,” declared Fuzzle as he added the last of the grease to the iridescent base of the river roamer. Tutara carefully closed his pack, “I’ve double checked and we have all of the equipment we need,” he said.
“So looks like we are set,” beamed Fuzzle. Tutara smiled back. The pair loaded their packs into the river roamers and assumed the familiar riding position on their crafts. “lets not go too fast,” requested Tutara “I want to enjoy every minute.”
“I can’t wait to get to The Thunder Canyon,” announced Fuzzle. The cliffs reach high up into the clouds and they’re covered in jade leaved trees,” he added thoughtfully.
“Ok, but not too fast,” reaffirmed Tutara. Fuzzle started up the engine of his river roamer with a roar, the water began to rumble as he revved his craft. Tutara gently pulled away on his electric blue river roamer, from underneath his craft he spotted a shoal of jewel like gum ball fish darting amongst the water weed. He smiled, he loved nature, he loved the river. A wave of water, a roar of engine and a gust of air and the gum ball fish darted for cover. Tutara stared upstream as Fuzzle disappeared around the meander in a cloud of water spray and excitement. Gently Tutara accelerated his river roamer and began his journey.
How do Tutara’s and Fuzzle’s attitudes towards the trip differ?
Example answer: Fuzzle wanted to rush ahead and was looking forward to what they would see at the end of the trip. Tutara wanted to take it slowly and to appreciate every minute of the journey.
The sun made beautiful glowing patterns on the river water which reflected amongst the foliage on the river bank. Fuzzle glided along dreaming of the magnificent Thunder Canyon, “I think we are about 2 days away,” shouted Fuzzle over his shoulder. “We need to cover as much distance as we can today,” he added. Tutara did not want to rush, he was enjoying the golden glow of the river and the fun of hopping over the rocks in the rapids. Avoiding a large mossy boulder he swerved to a halt, there was a squawk in the trees and there above him through the leaves he could make out a nest of rainbow egrets. They looked like little pterodactyls as they soared high up in the trees. “Look at this,” yelled Tutara admiring the fascinating creatures. Fuzzle splashed to a stop, he whipped out his E phone and took a photo of the squawking rainbow egrets and then having barely floated to a stop he sped off up stream again.
As Fuzzle rounded the bend a shower of jade leaves streamed from the trees on the valley side. A beautiful rainbow arched above. Tutara stared in wonder at the beautiful colours and he traced the arch in an effort to find the end of it. At what seemed like the end of the rainbow, Tutara noticed a crevasse running through the forest. The water was filled with reflected pastel colours, “Fuzzle!” called Tutara, “lets go down here” but it was no use Fuzzle was too far away.
Why do you think Tutara noticed the crevasse when Fuzzle didn’t? Example answers: Tutara took his time and so noticed more of his surroundings. Fuzzle just rushed past everything.
Fuzzle stared dead ahead as he zoomed along ignoring the spray that peppered his face. Tutara decided that he would explore the crevasse, carefully he lined his river roamer up with the entrance and edged in. The sides of the crevasse were covered with turquoise crystals that shimmered in the evening light, the water was sheltered and still like a mill pond. There was a strange whistling from deep within the crevasse, it sounded like the wind but the air was perfectly still. Having come this far Tutara decided to explore further. He continued deeper through the beautiful water, the mysterious whistling grew louder and louder. In disbelief he stared up at the top of the hill side. Slowly emerging from the trees he saw a dozen small turquoise figures. They almost seemed at one with the vegetation as they moved. At first he thought they were just shadows but they were not. They were the Ashicka tribe and they stared back at Tutara, with a look on their faces very similar to his own disbelieving stare. There was silence. Tutara floated by not daring to make a move. The eyes of the Ashicka’s looked incredibly large and white against their turquoise face paint. As Tutara floated away down stream one of the younger Ashicka purposefully reached behind his back. Tutara’s heart began to beat faster, he felt sick. Ashicka were known for their skill with a hunting bow and for their aggression towards unwanted visitors. If the boy drew his bow he would surely have no chance. The young Ashicka slowly pulled his arm back from around his neck. Tutara held his breath and tried to focus on smoothly steering his river roamer down stream. Grasped in the young Ashicka’s hand was a cord necklace with a beautiful glistening arrow like pendant, it was carved from turquoise crystal. The boy threw the necklace to Tutara. Tutara couldn’t believe it, the fear began to fade and in its place he felt shear delight. Why would the young Ashicka show him such kindness? Tutara began to float out of sight, he reached into his rubbery pack and pulled out his glow torch. As he floated past a flat mossy rock he made a large, careful movement and placed his glow torch upon the spongy surface. His river roamer entered the river bend and disappeared from sight. Tutara called back “for you...”
Tutara smiled, never in his wildest dreams had he thought that he would ever meet an elusive ancient tribe like the Ashicka. He felt accepted and privileged to have met them.
Mean while Fuzzle’s legs were beginning to ache, he had been gripping tight to the river roamer all day and he had covered an impressive distance. As his eyes grew weary he used all his skill to ride and react to the changing river surface, it required a lot of concentration to travel at such high speeds.
Why had Tutara’s and Fuzzle’s day been so different? Example answers: Tutara appreciated every second of what he had been doing. Fuzzle just thought about what lay ahead and rushed to get to the end. Tutara missed everything that had been all around him.
In front of Tutara the crevasse widened, he was joining the main river again. From downstream he heard the familiar roar of a river roamer and it was travelling fast. Fuzzle whizzed past the crevasse exit, his eyes focused on his path. This time Tutara did not bother to call, he shifted down a gear and began to accelerate. Pushing the booster button he shot forward at a tremendous rate, Tutara stood up on the river roamers pedals and used his body weight to lean around the corner.
As Fuzzle heard Tutara’s engine behind him he turned his head and smiled. Pushing his boost button a burst of flames flicked from his exhaust and Fuzzle’s craft whooshed off upstream. The pair continued to ride in convoy for another couple of hours. Finally Fuzzle pulled over amongst the reeds. He wearily pulled off his helmet, wiping the sweat from his brow he turned to Tutara who was just manoeuvring his bike in to the bank “this looks like a good flat spot for the camping pods,” he shouted.
The pair were soon sitting around a roaring campfire with their camping pods inflated and ready for the night. Tutara’s face glowed as he regaled Fuzzle with his stories from the journey, he tried to contain his excitement as he reached the part about the Ashicka. Fuzzle wondered at the beautiful turquoise pendant around Tutara’s neck. “So what about your day?” asked Tutara politely. Fuzzle stared wearily at the floor. “I have very little to tell,” he sighed. “I have focused so much on rushing and getting as far as I could that I think I have actually missed everything!” “You know I don’t think I could tell you one thing that I have seen today except for the constant spray of river water.” Tutara patted Fuzzle sympathetically on the back. “Well, we are lucky that we are just on day one, we have a long, long journey up ahead with many memories to make and many things to see.” “Lets just take our time so that we can enjoy it,” he added. Fuzzle agreed
“You know,” Fuzzle replied thoughtfully “I think if you rush too much to see something you can miss the amazing things that are all around you.”
And for the rest of the journey the pair did take their time and they captured many magical memories along their way. As for The Thunder Canyon... it was as they had hoped, an incredibly amazing place but not quite as amazing as all of the adventures that they had in getting there.
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