Children's Work: Year 6
MUM
by Jessica
Jane has always wanted to meet her mum. She has only seen her mum in photos. Every year, on her birthday, she asks dad to take her to mum's, but every year dad says maybe tomorrow. Then, the next day dad says that he is too tired. When Jane's dad says no Jane sits near the window watching cars go by, hoping that one is her mum's!
One day, on her birthday, Jane asked her dad to take her to mum's, but dad just said no as usual. That night a package came for Jane: it was from her mum. When she opened the parcel it was a present - a little doll. That night Jane sat the doll at the end of her bed, and went to sleep. In the middle of the night Jane woke up and at the end of the bed was a fully grown doll.
"Hello, Jane. Would you like to see your mum?" said the doll. Jane nodded.
'BOOM!' When Jane opened her eyes she was looking at her mum's house. She ran forward and opened the door; her mum was asleep on the sofa. Jane smiled.
"Come on," said the doll, "You look tired."
In the morning, she ran down the stairs to tell her dad what happened. "Come on,"said dad, "Let's see mum..."
"You have got the idea, brilliantly! Well done!" said Mr. Higgins.
The Warning Tale
By Serena
"I promise,'' Alex said, crossing his fingers behind his back. "Can we go out now?''
"Fine," replied his mum, getting Alex's coat. Alex and his friend Bob decided to go out for a refreshing walk. The sun hid beneath the clouds.
Later on, Alex and Bob went to the windy woods completely ignoring what Alex's mum had said. "Are you sure we should go to the forbidden forest? I mean you'd promised you wouldn't go there," Bob explained, trying to back away.
"Well I'm going!" exclaimed Alex. Quietly, they crept. Bob turned round. He ran away. Alex took no notice. Alex tripped and yelled, "HELP, somebody help!" Alex had tripped over a rough piece of wood.
Bob flew back. He yanked Alex with all his might. "Thanks," whispered Alex, "I promise I'll never come here again."
ALADDIN
Aladdin was a poor orphan. He wore rags and was always on the run from the Arabian police. Aladdin had to steal to live, even if it was only a horrible slice of bread or a dirty drop of water.
One day he had had enough. He was hot and tired. It was like the sun was staring into his face. The Arabian police kept finding him and he was tired as a restless wanderer who hadn't had any sleep for a thousand years.
Aladdin decided to do the impossible: steal from the market square, that way he wouldn't get caught by the police. He stole the best bread and water, but the one thing that caught his eye was a rare black shoe. He pocketed it with some shoe polish.
When he was at a secret hideout he took out a stolen brush and polished the shoe. Whoosh! A genie appeared. Aladdin wished three times and blew them on gold, riches and food. Because the genie never saw such disrespect for such wishes, he exploded.
Aladdin suddenly realised what he should have wished for - a family. "Oh no, what have I done?" because he was stupid and gullible. Now he was being punished.
By Michael
Click HERE to read Casey's 'The Wishing Tale.'
Click HERE to read Miles' 'Defeating the Monster.'
Click HERE to read Frank's 'Monster Tale.'
Click HERE to read Callum's 'Warning Tale.'
Click HERE to read Lois' 'The Cup Cake Man.'
TUESDAY
by Daniel
The Northern Lights shone on a cold unforgiving night, in the North Pole, somewhere near Santa's workshop. A polar bear fell to the ground, starving! The polar bear could barely walk because he had not eaten in days. He managed to walk about a mile and suddenly he picked up a scent of meat. But, what laid ahead of him was backbreaking work, yet the rewards were immense....
TUESDAY
by Michael
It spun. A horribly, silent, black creature ascended from the quiet, sleeping trees of the countryside. Controlling a small, white, silky web like a beautiful, silver flying carpet. The shadow casted over the hills and towns. A tiny creature with hair as black as darkness and it's spindly legs descended to the unfortunate town it had chosen. A hissing sound rung out, far and wide....
"Excellent openings to your writing," explained Mr Higgins, after Daniel and Michael received an Assembly Award for the quality of their writing.
TUESDAY
by Jessica
Tuesday, around eight o-clock, a shadow appeared on the wall. As the shadow got bigger you could tell what it was - a flying monkey. Suddenly, the monkey dived at a banana. "That's a good banana," said the monkey, licking his lips, "What's that?" The monkey edged forwards. He could hear singing. He slowly followed the sound. It led him to a church. Just at the last minute he lost control and went crashing through the church....
TUESDAY
by Sophie
One Tuesday there was a monkey sitting on a bench. Then he saw a banana out of the corner of his eye. Carefully, he snatched quickly, so no other monkey could get it. He took a huge bite! In a split second it was gone. Later on, around eight, the monkey was sitting on his branch resting, when suddenly he started to squirm! He could not control himself, but after a few minutes he started to enjoy the experience. THUMP! The monkey crashed...
"A terrific effort!" said Mr Middleditch during Friday Work Sampling.
Dialogue: Using speech marks accurately.
"Alex should be here by now!" said Monty, looking grown up in front of some rather attractive girls.
"Hey, look! It's Alex!" said Bob, who was looking definitely uncool as he jumped up and down like a kangaroo.
"Hi! How are you?" said Alex, whilst licking his ice cream.
"How are we? Ha, ha, ha. We are not good. We are fuming," replied Fred, stamping his feet to the floor.
"Have you got tickets to see the footie, to see Manchester United v. Chelsea?" said Alex. In a blink of the eye they all jumped in the air with anger and began shouting.
"Where are our tickets?" they howled. Over the horizon a small figure was running at them. It looked like Alex's dad. He was shouting spmething.
"Here are your tickets, son," said dad.....
By Daniel.
"Shelters day!" shouted Alex, as he ran towards Bill at astonishing speed.
"I know. I am so excited!" Bill said, as he jumped up and down.
"Let's get out there and make them," said Bob. So they got out onto the field.
"Get the wood Fred!" shouted Bill, while Alex and Bob were trying to find a good spot to make the shelter.
"Okay, we got the frames standing," Bill said.
"Alex, go get the tarpaulin," said Bob.
"Oh no, I forgot the tarpaulin!" shouted Alex being angry with himself.
By Scott.
"Dad, can we go to the green to play some football, because I am bored? There is nothing to do here!" said Bob.
"Okay! Okay!" Dad replied, while flicking through the newspaper.
"Thanks dad, you're the best!"
On the way to the green dad looked over and said, "There's Scott and his dad."
"Can they play with us?" asked Bob.
"Yes, Bob. Do you want to join us and play?" dad asked.
"Scott," said Robert, "Yes, do you want to come and play? Wait, can we use your brand new football?"
"No! I forgot my ball!" cried Scott.
By Robert.
"Well done, you've got it!" said Mr Higgins, "New line for each new speaker!"
DETECTIVE NICKY SIMPSON
by Charlotte
"Don't worry Mr Snell, I'm sure that I can find what the problem is!" replied Nicky, while looking through her rucksack for the invisible suit and those night vision goggles.
"What are you going to do?" wondered Mr Snell, trembling with fear.
"I am going to camp out tomorrow and see what it is, of course with my gadgets. Eureka! I have a better idea. I'll still camp out tomorrow. I'll put a camera so that I can see what is happening after my camp out," explained Nicky, while finding her I-Phone to see if she could get her stuff ready along with a few snacks.
Suddenly, "Thud! Thud! Thud!" It was coming from the ceiling.
"Do you have the key to go up there? " asked Nicky, in excitement.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" said Mr Snell, more scared than ever.
"Where? Mr Snell, it is alright. Just take deep breathes and calm down," Nicky said in a supporting voice, trying to stay calm herself.
"It's in my pocket, let me just get it out. Oh no! I left it somewhere. It's not at home. It's someweher round here," said Mr Snell, getting in a tizzle.
"It's OK, where did you last put it," asked Nicky, trying to find her make-up in her bag.
"Here, right in the middle of the desk......"
To find out what happens next, ask Charlotte, in Year 6!
"Well done, Charlotte, a terrific piece of writing," said Mr Middleditch.
TRAPPED
By Sophie and Jessica
One night a boy aged thirteen went into an abandoned house! It was believed to be haunted! He was not scared of anything and he was funny, sun-tanned, small and wears glasses. He stepped into the house, the door slammed! He heard a voice. He walked into a room. It was full of old cardboard boxes. It was dusty and smelt like mouldy apples. In the middle of the room there was a hole. You could see into the room below. Occasionally, you could hear a gust of wind or hear a pitter-patter of feet. There were some bones on the floor. At that moment a bird flew in and sat on an old cooker. Next to the cooker, there on the floor was his best friend Sam!
He had a flashback. He and Sam were in here a week ago and Sam mysteriously disappeared. Sam had just enough strength to jump up and run to the door, but the door was locked.
"Bob," said Sam looking scared, "We are trapped in!" Bob's phone rang. Guess what song it started to play: 'Thriller.'
"You are getting there!" said Mr Higgins, "A good combined effort, with paragraphs and accurate punctuation."