My brothers are complete and utter nincompoops. I’m a demigod, I may be young but I have the wisdom of any great chief. I’m very quick-witted; when my brothers refused to share bait with me, I used my own blood.
I received a blessing from the Tangaroa god of the sea. I fished up a giant ika. Yes it was dangerous and I was foolishly reckless but no one got hurt. Am I not the only one that came back with a fish? Is it not fair that I am pardoned for my one mistake?
We had to write 2 paragraphs to persuade Maui's mum that it was a good idea for Maui to go on the fishing trip with his brothers.