My recount

My Time in Tonga

Yeah as I hopped in the plane to go to Tonga I felt so happy. We went to Tonga to see my Dad’s brother who was sick. We started flying at 9:30am. When the plane was about to fly my stomach felt like it was going to explode in the air. As the plane was still flying I played on the iPad so that I could get more relaxed instead of my ears hurting. While I was playing on the iPad my Dad ordered some food for us to eat, before we arrived in Tonga.  When we arrived in Tonga I could feel the hotness coming in the plane so I put the air-con on. As we got off the plane we had to walk inside the airport and hand our passports to them. After that we had to get our suitcases from the other side before we went outside. When we first walked out of the airport my Grandpa gave me a big hug. Then we had to hop in the van to drive to my uncle's house.

When we first got to my Dad’s brother's house we said a prayer. My Dad was crying because he never saw one of his brothers sick. As my Dad finished saying the prayer we went to buy some fruit for my uncle to eat.

When we were about to go to sleep my Dad woke up the whole night to look after his brother, so that he was fine. As the next day started my uncle wasn’t fine, so my Dad lifted him up to face him to the door and he died. My Dad and everyone in the house started crying. So my Dad rang his cousin to come because he is a doctor. He came to our house with a first aid packet to try and see if he could get better but he didn’t.

After that my Dad rang the funeral directors to come on Thursday. Then my Dad went to the shop to buy a white suite for my uncle to wear while he was in the coffin. We had the funeral for two days. The funeral started on Tuesday, so we all had to wear black for 3 months. When the funeral started we first had to sing a Tongan song and then say a prayer. As Thursday started I had to wear a big Tauv’vala- Tongan religious cloth. We all had to go to Hihifo- a place in Tonga and burry him. My Dad was crying because we were going day back to New Zealand the next day. We only stayed in Tonga for 1 week which was very short holiday.

As the funeral finished I said to myself “This is a very sad holiday”.

This is my recount I had to write about what I did in the holidays.