Museum

Museum 

I  went on a school trip with my dad and a group,

One of my best friends was in my group it was the first school trip my dad had been on.

On the bus ride to the museum we sat at the back, I was in the middle of my friend and dad  it took a wiles but we finally were at the museum.all we saw was an enormous gigantic white building right in front of us.Once we arrived we hopped off the bus and sprinted over to this small room near the museum.While we got seated a man named Ma’ara was welcoming us to the museum in the reo Maori but then he translated it back to English so we all could understand. He told us some rules that we should do and should not do while we were waiting on the others to arrive on the other bus. Once they arrived ,Ma’ara repeated what he said to us before to the other groups and teachers. We had a quick feed and locked our bags away because it was not allowed in the museum.

The first thing the hole group wanted to do was go to the volcano area,

In sept my friend she was afraid of the house in the volcano area so she stayed outside of the house and my dad stayed outside with her (not because he’s afraid,He’s not).

After the volcano we went and saw a real life mummy and cool artefacts most of the group didn’t believe the mummy was real but me and my dad knew the mummy was real.

My friend that was scared of the volcano house finally said she wanted to try it,My dad said “ok soon” she made a promise to me that she wouldn’t chicken out.

She tried it...and loved it, I told her, “you don’t know if something is scary unless you try it,

She wanted to go again.

But we had a few people in the group that ruined all the fun :(

And they said to my friend “then you shouldn’t have been a scardy cat and gone in the first time”…that’s mean.

I would love to go back again.