the black panther.

Black panther

By leo at wigram primary, year 6

I’ve always wondered why the black panther’s eyes glow in the dark of the moon. I walked through the dry
South African desert during June to find out why the black panther is so rare. I found the panther’s twisted
tree and there were claw marks everywhere and the panther was full black. It stared sharply with eyes of
green and the sharp fangs sprung out with the aggressive eyes. I knew that this tree was his, because he
wouldn’t have been irritated unless he owned it. There wasn’t that much around, except for a few trees and
a waterhole. I found some sticks and a couple of bones, bloody and sandy.

Night was arriving fast, so I built my tiny tent so I could watch how the panther hunted his prey and how
he used the black to his advantage. I woke up to the panther’s growl, so I peered outside the smallish
window and there was a lot of blood, but no body because it was already in the tree. I glanced up it was
a chubby zebra, it looked like it would have been the slowest in the harem. I fell back to sleep, and there
was silence when I woke. I walked outside for a while, with my folded tent and I managed to find 2 other
panthers, which were asleep. I pulled out my bands and banded them perfectly. I should have banded the
other panther but it was to aggravated.

My new objective was to hunt down the panthers and band them all. I managed to find a black tiger which
was technically a panther, because any big, black cat is a panther. I forgot that these bands had powerful
magnets so I threw the band and it was caught on the tiger’s leg. “3 down, 4 to go. Well at least that’s how
many I was told to band, 7 panthers and Greenpeace will do the rest.”

While I was talking to myself, 7 panthers surrounded me. I was in a sticky situation, and there was no
way to get out, because if I moved an inch I would have died. I had a plan, it would involve me running
like a maniac, with my hands in the air and throwing the magnetic bands everywhere. It might not work,
but it’s my only plan. “Wololololololololololololo” was what I screamed, throwing the bands and they all
landed on the panther’s legs, now I had to run. That 16 minutes of running flew past. I picked up my
phone and rang Greenpeace “Hello greenpeace this is Lucas bright and I’d have to say my work is now
complete, could you please come pick me up by a waterhole.” I waited for 2 hours and I flew off.

“Lucas bright, I told you to band seven but how could you find nine!” I could tell he was impressed.
“Dan, I’ll tell you a story...”