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Dangle
Dangle Sitting on his soft bed, Michael gazed at the smoke billowing from the factories. Suddenly, a silky smooth red rope shot down from the sky, in front of the factory. Sitting up, he felt confused. Where did this strange rope come from? Was it dangerous? Putting on a coat, scarf and hat, he decided to go and investigate. Stepping out of the door, he started to walk quickly towards the mountain where the strange rope had come from.
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Book review of Future Friend
Future Friend is a brilliant and hilarious book written by best-selling author David Baddiel, and illustrated by Steve Lenton. It is suitable for children about 7 - 10 years old. Pip comes from the time 3020 and goes through a portal in time, and travels to the time 2019, where a boy named Rahul lives. Pip and Rahul’s lives are very different, Pip lives in a times where the sky is red, floods happen frequently and chickens rule the world, and goes to a virtual school on her G-glasses, with a pet cat and a pet parrot.
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A day in the life of a fifty pence coin
Aaah. I snuggled down deeper into the plush, leather cushion of the wallet. How nice it was to be here, lazing around all day, using the little pennies as entertainment. I smiled them, although their value was nothing compared to mine. I was the superior, the fantastic, the amazing fifty pence coin!!! I know, I was so brilliant wasn’t I? Just then, I noticed something strange. I gasped. No - it couldn’t be!
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A day in the life of an umbrella
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I sat there, in silence, hoping to escape from the revolting stench of muddy football boots. I tried and tried, but couldn’t move. Suddenly, my ears caught the sound of footsteps thudding towards me. I held my breath. Was I going to be freed? A
My happy thoughts didn’t last for long. Soon after, I was flung into the front of a dirty car. Engine roaring, we sped off. Too my horror, the man kicked his socks off, then it hit me.
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Crystal to the Darklands
Crystal to the Darklands Rubbing his eyes, Luke sat up in bed. Undressing, he shoved on his clothes, and ran downstairs.
“What’s for breakfast?” moaned Luke. “I’m hungry!”
“Don’t be so impolite!” said Mum, tutting like most mums would.
“Ew! porridge! That glop is poision! exlaimed Luke, prodding the porridge disgustedly.
“Now, eat it up, life isn’t perfect.” said Mum.
Groaning, Luke walked outside to get away from the porridge, and sat down on the lawn, and started to fidget with a blade of grass.
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Lost in a book
Sitting down, Tom started to read his brand new book, Knights vs Wizards. “Getting stuck into book, are you?” asked mum. “Course not! What do you think a book is, some kind of…I dunno…jungle or something?” scoffed Tom.
“No, … no! I don’t mean that! What do children learn these days?!” huffed mum.
As mum left the room, something strange began to happen. The whole room seemed to…swirl! Faster and faster the swirling became, until…BANG!
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Michael and the Land of cutlery
"Dinner time!" called Mum. Michael rushed downstairs and grabbed a spoon. Staring at the spoon’s shining surface, Michael vaguely remembered his adventure with Pim-Pom the bossy spoon when he’d been captured by alien spacecraft. Suddenly, Michael realised one of his pieces of pasta was glowing. Radioactive pasta? Maybe I’ll get pasta powers, like spiderman got spider powers, he thought. As Michael bit into the soft pasta, there was a flash of light, and he felt himself being whisked upwards.
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Sausages
Mum, Maisie, and little Timmy walked along to the butcher’s. Suddenly, when they arrived at the butcher’s, little Timmy started wailing violently.
“Sausage! Sausage! Me want Sausage!!!”
Sighing, Mum thought wearily, that’s our dinner decided then! Looking up, the butcher gave them a cheery wave, along with a smile. Slowly, Timmy’s small face lit up.
“Look. There is sausage. Me must have sausage.” Muttered little Timmy under his breath.
“I’ll have five sausages please.
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The Dog and the Cat
One day, the Dog was watching the Cat getting stroked and played with. He could bear it no longer. Suddenly, an idea popped into Dog's head. Smiling cunningly, he set his plan going. "Hello oh great lovely," said dog, smiling his biggest, happiest, sweetest smile. "So pretty you look!" Ah yes, thought Cat. I have been waiting for this day. The day dog realised how pretty I am. "Oh how your pretty golden fur glistens in the sun!
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The Evil Chemist
One cold night, an evil chemist with an evil scheme strolled into a school. He poured a green gooey liquid onto the floor, and walked away, muttering, “I hate children”. The next day, as kids stampeded into school, they ran quickly into the school gym. While the children sat on the floor of the school gym, singing as a choir, one of them noticed a sticky green goo oozing into his feet.