Y7 Formal Report - Lesson 4
This formal report should stimulate pupils’ own formal report writing in Y7, Lesson 4 – as they report their first observations of the new planet to the national Space Agency.
Report to The British Admiralty by Midshipman Thomas Jenkins of H.M.S. Pandora regarding the discovery of Rotuma Island June 17th 1791.
It was a bright, sunny day. We had sailed north for eight long days from the Isles of Fiji when we finally spotted land. The island seemed to be about ten miles in length with two rocky peaks in the middle. It was covered with tropical trees and appeared to be very fertile.
A scouting party was lowered into the longboat. I was picked to be the leader. We brought our boat up on a beautiful white crescent beach. There were turtles basking in the shallows and the reef was alive with small colourful fishes. Palm trees bearing clusters of coconuts bent over the beach and little green lizards ran across the rocks.
We walked around the headland to a small native village of primitive wood and palm leaf houses. Two vicious dogs barked at our heels but there were no people. We guessed that they had run away into the forest after seeing our sails on the horizon.
As instructed by the captain, we made our way back to the longboat and rowed back to the Pandora. From past experience we knew how warlike the South Sea natives can be. Sure enough, as we rowed out over the reef, several islanders ventured from the forest clutching clubs, staves and other simple weapons, yelling at us in a tongue we had not heard before.
Report to The British Admiralty by Midshipman Thomas Jenkins of H.M.S. Pandora regarding the discovery of Rotuma Island June 17th 1791.
It was a bright, sunny day. We had sailed north for eight long days from the Isles of Fiji when we finally spotted land. The island seemed to be about ten miles in length with two rocky peaks in the middle. It was covered with tropical trees and appeared to be very fertile.
A scouting party was lowered into the longboat. I was picked to be the leader. We brought our boat up on a beautiful white crescent beach. There were turtles basking in the shallows and the reef was alive with small colourful fishes. Palm trees bearing clusters of coconuts bent over the beach and little green lizards ran across the rocks.
We walked around the headland to a small native village of primitive wood and palm leaf houses. Two vicious dogs barked at our heels but there were no people. We guessed that they had run away into the forest after seeing our sails on the horizon.
As instructed by the captain, we made our way back to the longboat and rowed back to the Pandora. From past experience we knew how warlike the South Sea natives can be. Sure enough, as we rowed out over the reef, several islanders ventured from the forest clutching clubs, staves and other simple weapons, yelling at us in a tongue we had not heard before.
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