Tuesday 8 October 2013

Children's Book Week

This week, our theme was Children's Book Week!
We asked our members to write a story or nursery rhyme for a young child.

Daddy doesn't mind them.
(written by Luke Anderson year 10)

In our house, Mummy went to the kitchen.
"AHHHHHH!!!!" 
Mummy saw a spider in the sink. I don't like spiders but Daddy doesn't mind them.

In our house, my big sister Jen went to the bathroom.
"AHHHHHH!!!!"
Jen saw a spider in the bath. Mummy and I don't like spiders but Daddy doesn't mind them.

In our house, Nana went into her bedroom.
"AHHHHHH!!!!"
Nana saw a spider in her bed. Jen, Mummy and I don't like spiders but Daddy doesn't mind them.

In our house, Daddy went outside into the garden.
"AHHHHHH!!!!"
Daddy saw an ant. Daddy doesn't like ants but Nana, Jen, Mummy and I don't mind them.

Fluffy
(written by Chloe Hill year 10)

One day Terry was walking down the street and he found a cat. He decided to name this cat, he called it Fluffy. Fluffy has ginger fur and bright blue eyes. Terry wanted to keep Fluffy but Fluffy had a collar. The collar said Ted. On the back of the collar there was an address. Terry knew this address. Terry took Fluffy to the address but when Terry knocked on the door, there was no answer.
"Oh no!" Terry shouted.
He knocked again and again and again. Fluffy looked sad. Fluffy jumped out of Terry's hands and ran away from Terry.
"Oh no!" Terry shouted.
Terry ran after Fluffy but Fluffy was too fast; Terry was tired so he went home. But sat on the doorstep of his house was Fluffy! Terry kept Fluffy and they lived happily ever after.

Buzzing Bee
(written by Miss Martyniuk)

There once was a bee,
Who lived by the sea.
He spent his days,
Searching for maize.
For hours and hours,
He ignored the flowers.
Until the day turned into night.

The sun began to rise,
The bee joined the flies.
Another day,
With nothing to say.
The bee decided to,
Head towards the blue.
Until the day turned into night.

All night,
The bee was in flight,
Searching in vain,
He ended up in pain.
And finally chose,
With the help of his nose.
Until the day turned into night.

The maize beamed,
It was all the bee had dreamed.
He had waited for this moment,
He reeled with enjoyment,
Buzzing around,
What he had finally found.
Until the day turned into night.

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