Kia ora
In kupenga we have been writting a story called the Puzzle piece. We have been re-writting the story and putting in our own words, here it is:
Puzzle Piece
In the heart of a bustling town nestled between rolling hills and winding rivers, there lived a young cheerful girl with a very nice soul named Maya. Maya felt like a puzzle piece that did not fit in. Maya loved her town with the cobblestone streets and cozy cafes. She watched as all the other children effortlessly fit in. But she still felt like she was on the other side of a window looking in.
One day Maya decided to embark on a journey to find out what she really liked. She was really determined to try everything, she tried painting, pottery and all sorts of things, but with every failed attempt none of them resonated with her soul . She felt more and more like a puzzle piece that did not fit in. Then she felt like she would never fit in anywhere.
One sunny afternoon she stumbled across a garden in the town square in her community where there were a whole bunch of volunteers beautifying the garden. She went up to the volunteers and offered to help. The volunteers gave her a warm welcome into the job. After a while of working in the town square she really felt like she belonged. She made some new friends. She felt like she belonged
THE END