The story of Rewena Bread.

Kia ora everybody, my name is Rewena Bread. My story has made it to your class blog because of the amazing determination of one lady called Narelle. You see it all started when her son Dylan ( yep, that's him above) had a homework reading task to have a go at making Rewena (that's me).

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First he had to start a 'bug' which everyday had to be feed. That's the beginnings of my life in that pot above. 

Everyday Dylan and his mum took care of me.

I finally grew enough, but not without a lot of trouble I might add, to be made into a dough.

I was put into a toasty warm oven, that became extremely hot after a while. Luckily, I made it out before oven burn could set in.

Dylan's mum, Narelle, tasted me for the first time. She said I  tasted good in thin slices. Well I just want to give her a big shout out for all her perseverance. That's Parkvale Pride to the E.