Example of Narrative Texts

The narrative text is a writing that tells us or "narrates" as its name indicates, stories, tales, facts or myths, in which real or fictional characters intervene, the The main characteristic is that these texts must be told by a narrator, but it is emphasized that the narrator can be a secondary character, the main character or the voice that narrates, etc., that depends on how it is devised by the author of a narration, that is, the narrator does not necessarily have to be the author of the text, it can be another participant within the history.

Whenever we read a story or a testimony we find ourselves in front of a narrative text.

How is a narrative text structured? Like all texts, it is necessary that there be an introduction, a knot that is the part that poses the conflict of the story and the denouement or end of it. It is important to take into account that within the structure we must consider the chronology, which is the main basis for developing the story.

One of the main characteristics of narrative texts is that they have a place and time, this in turn can be external or historical (based on actual dates) or internal (takes place within history and is not necessarily located within real time or based on a part of time existing).

The main elements that make up the narrative texts are the narrator, characters (real or fictitious), space (place where the events take place), structure and time. emphasize that in these texts they must be accompanied by action and elements of intrigue, same elements that will reinforce the attraction in the story, in addition to considering the abundant use of verbs.

Examples of narrative texts:

THE LOST KOALA

He was once a very small Koala who got lost in the forest and was very sad because he missed his mother.
One day he woke up next to a hen and the hen asked him: Who are you?
I am Roberto, said the Koala. Then the hen ran him out of his house.
The Koala went very sad to look for his mother and at night he was very afraid. The next day he woke up with an owl.
Who are you? Asked Mr. Owl.
I am Roberto, said the Koala and the owl ran him out of his house.
The Koala left very sad to continue looking for his mother. Night came again and Roberto looked for a place to sleep. The next day he woke up with a butterfly.
Who are you? Asked the butterfly. I am Roberto —answered the Koala.
And what are you doing here, why aren't you at home? Asked the butterfly.
I got lost and I don't know how to get home, I don't know how to find my mother, ”Roberto replied.
Don't worry, "said the butterfly," I'm going to help you find your mother; Come, let's go find her.
The butterfly knew where all the koalas lived in the forest, so it didn't take them long to find Mrs. Koala's house.
He was finally coming to his house! Roberto and his mother were very happy.
Now yes, Roberto thought, I can sleep peacefully because thanks to my friend the butterfly, no one is going to run me out of this house.

Another example of storytelling (with dialogues).

... We were walking along the path, when suddenly we heard something, it was the galloping of steeds, we did not know if they were friends or enemies, so we took refuge in the trees and prepared to draw our swords, and we saw them stop before a Sure. Gunter then spoke aloud to those in the clearing.
-He's there, who are you?
_shut up! - Wolf replied - don't you see that there are many and they are well armed?
Then Gunter told us aloud- do not fear! They are our friends, they are the famines of Friedrich, he told us that he would send us reinforcements before the battle began.
"How do you know that Friedrich's men are?" Bronk replied.
It's easy - said Gunter - I recognized Lumbeck, Friedrich's nephew.
And indeed Lumbeck was the one who commanded the warriors. When they saw us and we greeted each other warmly, Minlick, brought out wineskins and a horn of mead, and we toasted because now there were more and more of us. in this way we could attack the castle of Filmeshort, and defeat the traitor Vulguk, who had revealed himself and allied to our enemies ...