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(Inspired by Philip Pullman's 'The Firework Maker's Daughter' ) Lila handed her father the screw and he screwed the last nail in tightly with his scruffy, dirty hands. The two stood back to admire the newly made clockwork. Lila wound up the sparkly, beautiful bluebird and held it in her hands excitedly. It chirruped cheerfully and when it stopped, it started to flap it's wings sapphire like wings. "Drop it." her father said, trying to control his excitement but only succeeding in spilling his coffee. Lila stared at him, horrified about dropping the delicate, precious thing as if it were a crystal, but beautiful sapphire blue. Not daring to disobey her father though, she whispered something to the clockwork blue bird and sighing, she dropped it. But she heard no crash or sound of a spring bouncing out. Finally, daring to look, she saw the bluebird flapping it's wings to keep itself from falling quickly. The clockwork bird was actually gliding down because of the flapping wings! The house was filled with cheers. "This is the best one you've made! That's why today's the best day ever!". Her father chuckled and wiped his tears away happily. He hugged her tightly, "So will I be the one who makes this day perfect?" he replied joyfully, "I've been thinking about your studies," Lila fell silent, "and I've made a terribly big decision.....I'm going to teach you how to make clockwork!". The house was filled with cheers again. Clockwork magic.
The time is ticking, Hurry everyone! Don't do picking, Just take one and go! Pick up the speed, Do you want spare time? Stop fiddling with your bead, Or you won't get things done! The time is ticking, We're nearly done. We've done all the working, Now we can play!
Night time at the library, Is a real catastrophe! Hungry books and talking books, Quiet books and noisy books! Hungry books love sesame, Sesame words, don't let them see. Words fly in the air, whoosh whoosh, Librarian comes in, shush shush. Books everywhere what a mess, "We made a din," the books confess. "We'll clean the mess Quick! Quick! Quick!". They hear the clock tick, MORNING! A happy family comes in, so silent you could hear pin. No one imagined chaos, No body knew, no body knows...
"I can't look!" shrieked Dylan and he shut his eyes tight. Luke's mind was whirling and he couldn't think what to do. So, he shut his eyes like Dylan and hid behind his rucksack. The boat shook. His rucksack wobbled and fell on Luke's head. Slowly, Luke opened his eyes and saw two beady red eyes glaring down at them. Dylan was flicking frantically in a book about the Loch Ness monster, desperately trying to dodge the fishy breath of the it. Luke switched on his emergency torch and suddenly felt thankful that his mother made him bring his emergency rucksack. He shone the torch at the monster, not knowing what to expect. Emerald green scales glittered and the Loch Ness monster opened it's jaw, showing off his sharp yellow teeth. It's long thick neck curled around the boat and threw the boat back on land. The Loch Ness monster threw back it's head and gave a terrifying roar. Dylan trembled and tried to recite the speech he learned from the book calmly. "O' m..mighty one, O' powerful one, we b..b..beg for you forgiveness. We are sorry to have a..a..awakened you from y..your sleep. Now w..w..we shall leave you, s..so please go rest in p..p..peace.". Seeing Dylan struggle on his own, Luke tried to chant along, though he kept making mistakes as he had not learned the speech. Finally, the Loch Ness monster gave one last mighty roar and fell heavily into the dark murky depths of the lake, resting. A big cloud of smoke wafted up from the lake where the Loch Ness monster had fallen asleep. "Wow! He's big. I wonder what a baby monster looks like?" Luke asked picking up his rucksack and re-adjusting the straps. "That WAS a baby Loch Ness monster!" Dylan answered, brushing the dust off his Loch Ness book. Luke gasped in shock, "Lucky we met a baby one then. I wonder what an adult one looks like?" . Dylan was immediately reminded of that photo of the adult Loch Ness monster and he shivered, "You wouldn't want to know.".
雖然，我們一直覺得小朋友像是白紙，一切的想法都是受到環境和外來因素影響，不過，好像本性也是非常不一樣的。 比方說，媽咪是教小朋友，别人打你的時候，我們先不回手，要先表達自己的意願說不要，清楚的阻止别人用打人的方式來和我們玩，如果對方是故意的，還繼續打，那就要向大人求助，請大人來仲裁解決，比方說父母或是老師，可是如果人家還繼續，大人介入也没用的時候，那就可以直接打回去了。爸比比較直接，没有什麽好說的，人家打我們，我們就打回來，不過，老師開學的時候，千萬强調，她知道很多家長會這樣教孩子，但是在學校裡，她們不能接受還手，要孩子在學校一定不要自行“暴力解決”。 貝貝放學回家的時候，就和媽咪討論到這個問题，媽咪又重覆地告訴貝貝一次，請貝貝在學校一定要遵守規矩，免得到時有理也變没理。貝貝了解地點頭，也說不會隨便地打回去，“但是有時候，我就是想打回去，因為不打架我會難過！” 呵呵，貝貝啊，媽咪還不知道你身體裡有這種不打架會難過的基因啊？！難怪你心情不好的時候，總是喜歡打人，我們還以為你就是脾氣不好而已呢，原來，你真的會“手癢”啊？只是，這個癢，要什麽藥醫呢？ 看來，我們要好好想想，怎麽才能影響你成為一個温柔一點的小女生了哦？！
今天中午，媽咪收到一個大信封，打開來一看，哈哈，是貝貝的英國國籍證書，哇，等了將近兩個月呢，終於收到了！！ 有了這張薄薄的紙，媽咪也才可以替貝貝申請英國護照，然後，我們就可以買機票，準備回台灣囉！！到現在，媽咪的心總算可以放下，因爲明年的台灣行，確定可以成行了！！ 哈哈，從今天開始，也進入我們家最酷的“一人一國”時期，中美英台，哇，想到我們家一出門，每個人是不同護照，上次拿三國護照回倫敦的時候，海關就已經覺得很厲害了，下次我們四人亮出四國護照，海關大概會覺得我們家到底是在搞什麽聯合國吧？ 貝貝啊，你現在不止是台灣人，也是英國人了，而且是我們家第一個英國人呢，怎麽樣，你也跟媽咪一樣覺得好玩嗎？
Outside of my window, is a coal black crow. He stares at my earrings, it's just what I was fearing. My mum opens the window, and in flies a CROW! Bet he wants my bow! He throws out my new earrings, other crows are cheering! I fight him back angrily, he flies away so quickly! He pecks my hair, grabs my bow and glares! Doesn't he dare?! Outside of my window, are coal black crows, having a party, awfully hearty. There are my earrings! There is my bow! Melody
貝貝的芭蕾班上，全是這種三歲的小娃娃，小女生跳完舞，就排排隊讓老師在身上貼一張小貼紙，然後開心地告訴媽媽，我今天跳舞很努力，所以老師給我貼紙。 每一次，媽咪去接貝貝的時候，媽咪就看著其他的小女孩做這件事，媽咪很了解那些小女孩的樣子，因爲姐姐也是那樣走過來的，大概到了Yr3，老師才不再給貼紙，覺得小孩太大了，這招没用了，當時姐姐還小小抱怨了一下呢！ 但是貝貝，就是貝貝，是不一樣的孩子！ 還記得上個禮拜把貼紙還給老師的故事嗎？這次，上完芭蕾課，老師出來找到媽咪，跟媽咪解釋，不是她不給貝貝貼紙，是貝貝堅持不要，看著老師一臉無辜又無奈的表情，顯然她是很貝貝“努力溝通”過了，呵呵，老師大概也是第一次遇到這樣性格的小朋友，不知道該怎麽辦吧？ 呵呵，有了上次的經驗，媽咪完全了解地給老師一個會心的笑容，這就是媽咪的貝貝啊，有自己想法的貝貝啊！！ 只是貝貝啊，不知道你這樣有主見的個性，會讓多少個老師嚇一跳呢？
又一年了，我的寶貝，今年，你七歲了，生日快樂哦！！ 今年，爸比不在家，連提醒媽咪都没有，不知道他是不是忘記了，不過，也好，媽咪一直耽心爸比走不出來，忘記了你的生日，應該，也是對悲傷的淡忘。等一會兒，媽咪會把照片送給爸比，在這之前，我們，就享受一下只屬於我們母女的秘密時光吧！！ 姐姐老早就選了彩色的菊花，看起來五彩繽纷的，很適合你現在的年紀，媽咪不知道爲什麽，還是想買一點橘色的玫瑰，媽咪一向也不喜歡橘色啊，嗯，就當作是你給媽咪的心電感應吧，能能，你喜歡橘色，因爲它像你一樣，有一種温柔的優雅，對不對？ 這一年，你開心嗎？我們都很好，爸比有了新的工作，姐姐在學校表現也不錯，你知道嗎？連你那個頑皮的小妹妹都上學了哦！！她雖然没有見過你，但是她記得很清楚，我們家有五個人，有一個是她看不見的姐姐，没事還會仰着頭東張西望的找你呢∼∼你一定都看到了吧？媽咪没有看過你三歲的樣子，常常只能看著貝貝想像，是晚了一點，但是還是聊勝於無，不過，媽咪知道，你一定比妹妹乖多了，是吧？！ 能能啊，你也和姐姐妹妹一樣，又長高了吧？腦海裡忽然出現了一個短頭髪穿著小洋裝的小女孩，是你嗎？跟媽咪去年看到的有點像，呵呵，你知道媽咪在想你嗎？那你要多多，常常地來給媽咪看一下，好不好？看看就好了，讓媽咪知道你現在的樣子，知道你認得我們，不過，你不想也没關係，只要你開心，怎麽樣都好∼∼ 能能寶貝，今天，我們還是會給你唱生日快樂歌，切生日蛋糕，如果你願意，就來參加這個屬於你的party，接受我們給你的祝福和愛，記得，不管在哪裡，你要天天快樂哦！！ 媽咪愛你，爸比愛你，圓圓姐姐愛你，貝貝妹妹也愛你
今天早上，媽咪送貝貝進教室時，Mrs. Miller拉住媽咪說，昨天貝貝因為表現很好，得到貼紙當作鼓勵，可是貝貝拿到貼紙之後，馬上又把貼紙給Mrs. Miller，老師跟她說了，這是她的獎品，但是貝貝還是堅持把貼紙給老師，老師覺得一定是貝貝善意的表現，只是貝貝不會表達，一直跟媽咪稱讚貝貝貼心，令人感動等等。 媽咪當然開心貝貝這樣的表現，於是在回家的路上問貝貝，你昨天很乖得到貼紙啦？貝貝面無表情地應了聲是，媽咪又問，怎麽没拿回家給媽咪看看，也没有告訴媽咪啊？你送給老師了是嗎？是不是因爲很喜歡老師，老師對你很好，對不對？ “没有啦，我就不想要貼紙，拿了又怕不見，我就直接還給老師！”哈哈，媽咪忍不住笑出來，原來，這才是真相啊？我們在那裡把貝貝想得又貼心又善良的，其實貝貝根本就没這些心思，單纯就是嫌麻煩，連拿都懶得拿，完全不在乎這是一種獎勵。 唉∼∼貝貝啊，看來老師準備的鼓勵方法對你是完全没有吸引力，那，媽咪是應該高興你不會隨便受誘惑呢，還是應該頭痛要找什麽方法來鼓勵你呢？
媽咪中午去接貝貝的時候，貝貝不像往常那樣高高興興地跑出來，反而是皺着眉頭跑向媽咪要說什麽。老師就先走過來問媽咪“貝貝說她明明穿了兩件外套，怎麽只剩下一件，一件找不到了！” 哈哈，貝貝真聰明啊，早上媽咪確實是在貝貝平日的薄夾克外，又加了一件小棉衣（因爲下雨，貝貝星期五回來的時候又有一點兒流鼻涕），不過，教室裡面的掛勾掛不了兩件外套，媽咪就把小棉衣帶回家，只留下夾克（反正教室裡有暖氣，應該是不會冷）。没想到貝貝竟然記得自己穿了兩件外套來，重點是，她怎麽告訴老師“少了一件外套呢？” 回家的路上，媽咪一直問貝貝，到底是怎麽跟老師說的，貝貝自己也說不清楚，只是說她有兩件外套，老師找不到，原來是媽咪帶回去了。呵呵，好吧，至少，這件事情說明了我們貝貝記性不錯，英文呢，雖然不知道怎麽樣，但是，跟老師溝通倒是没有問題的。 好貝貝，看來，你愈來愈不用媽咪擔心了哦！！
Chapter 1 "Look, Miss Bethy Wethy is practicing gymnastics again!" Charlotte sniggered as she and Gruella sauntered off in the other directon. Beth wobbled mid-cartwheel and fell to the ground. She clenched her fists and walked slowly towards Charlotte and her little gang. They chattered on while struggling with the latest make up. Suddenly, Charlotte froze while her group split up evenly on her both sides. "Hello. How are you? Not doing well with your make up are you?! Well, don't you dare mention even one bad thing about gymnastics!" Beth shouted, her neat hair slowly falling out of her bun. "Yeah? Well, you just mention one good thing about gymnastics!" Charlotte yelled back. The two girls both gave each other a death glare...DING DING. The bell sounded for the end of recess, it's ear-piercing ding broke the silence of the group. The teacher strode over and eyed Beth's uniform, sighing, she walked off. Beth wrenched her hair bobble out, letting her chocolate brown hair loose, and hissed, "You want to one good thing gymnastics? It makes people look better than others who have make up on." and with that, she threw her bobble down. Chapter 2 "You won't believe what Charlotte did today!" Beth exclaimed, flopping down on her peach pink beanbag that afternoon. She kicked off her dirty black school shoes and tucked a strand of her beautiful brown hair behind her ear and revealing her clean-ish, heart-shaped, delicate, little face. Her well-kept, shiny heart earings glistened in the sunlight. "Mmmm?", her mother answered, stirring the cake mixture halfheartedly. Beth immediatly started to complain about her day at Wilsford Primary. "Tara has been teased like this before. She said it was life!" Mrs Tweddle replied, carefully placing the cake mixture in the oven. "Really?" Beth asked. "Really." Mrs Tweddle confirmed. Suddenly, Mr Tweddle burst into the living room panting. "Switch on the Olympics dear. It's basketball now!" he panted, reaching for a drink. "Dad! It's rude to interrupt!" Beth exclaimed, but she still switched on the TV obediently. Chapter 3 The whole family squashed on to the sofa to wath the basketball finals to find that it had finished! Beth sat up when she heard the reporter announce that gymnastics was next. Her family slowly slipped away to finish their work but Beth didn't notice. Tara was on! Chapter 4 At the dinner table, Beth described each move that Tara had performed with detail. But neither Mrs Tweddle nor Mr Tweddle was listening! They were all busying their things while finishing off their spaghetti bolognese. Beth didn't notice once again, that they weren't paying attention. Chapter 5 That night, Beth brushed her teeth carefully and flossed it. Then, she had a quick, warm shower. Her hair was soaked and her fringe covered her face like a pair of curtains. Her clean hair smelt of lavenders and her fresh pyjamas smelt of home and roses. She lay down on her comfortable pillow and dreamt of herself becoming a strong gymnast like Tara Evans. She dreamt that noone could hurt her physically anymore. The next morning, she woke up to find her pillow was damp. 'It was a dream,', she thought, 'And I so wanted it to be real!'. The rest of her normal early morning snooze was spent on sobbing, her tears still streaming down her face, she got up and splashed her face with cold water. Afterwards, she made a vow to control her temper and let herself be strong like in her dreams. Chapter 6 Beth trained hard and soon was a teen. She was a qualified gymnast! She was strong like Tara. She was calm like Tara. She was a qualified gymnast like Tara. She hadn't been in the Olympics, not like Tara. Still though, she trained hard for her dreams to come true. Epilogue Beth Tweddle stood waiting for the music to start, her heart beating fast. She was in the London Olympics! From the crowds point of view, she was as cool as a cucumber. They watched in amazement as Beth Tweddle spun and cartwheeled, backflipped and frontflipped, jumped and leaped and finished with a smile on her face. This talented girl won gold medal! In the crowds, a familiar face was seen smiling and cheering, it was Tara Evans! It was Beth's dream come true!
時間過得真快，没想到有眨眼，媽咪竟然已經要參加第五次這種課程介紹了（哦噢，要訂正一下，應該是第六次，下午還多去了一次貝貝班上的），只要明年再參加一次，小學部分媽咪就算搜集齊了吧！ 不過，雖然說課程進度是政府規定的，但是教材和内容還是每個老師自己設計和決定的，所以，我們做家長的，也就要努力地，每年來參加這個會議，聽聽老師今年的計劃，需要做家長的在家裡和在學校裡分别做哪些配合囉！ 今年圓咪的老師是Mrs.Vokins，據說，可是學校裡的“名師”，媽咪也想聽聽看這位老師上起課來是怎麽樣的。哇！！不知道是不是老師們認爲家長到了Yr 5，應該什麽都了解了，兩個老師說話的速度真的是跟機關槍有得比，然後連内容也是精簡加精減，幾乎是標題讀完就完了，然後就讓大家發問。預計一個小時的會議，只用了不到二十分鐘，算是媽咪開過最有效率的一個會吧？！媽咪下樓離開的時候，副校長才拿着簽到單來要給出席家長簽名而已，還問媽咪爲什麽要先離開，知道我們已經開完會時，哈哈，看來，驚訝老師效率的，不是只有媽咪嘛∼∼ 不過，雖然時間短，倒也說明没有什麽太多變化，我們就只要繼續以前的就可以了，除了回家作業多了，需要我們多看住一點，其他的，大概就是要我們開始參觀中學了吧？！ 哈哈，圓咪啊，那我們也就照舊囉，該寫的功課寫寫，該準備的考試繼續準備，琴照彈，舞照跳，用用力力也開開心心地過你的Yr 5吧！！
早上媽咪送完姐妹兩個，就想說難得的早上，來去Wimbledon的圖書館逛逛。 走啊走的，忽然有一個媽媽走上來和媽咪打招呼，問媽咪是不是Melody的媽媽？哇，媽咪已經好久没有聽到這樣開始的對話了？這個好像在我們剛到倫敦的時候就常發生，不過，現在媽咪也算是老鳥了，加上還担任過班级家長代表，認識的家長也不在少數，竟然還有人問“是不是Melody媽咪”，呵呵，有點奇妙的感覺∼∼ 一聊之下才知道，原來這個媽咪的兒子是今年重新編班之後和圓姐姐變成同學的，以前是隔壁班的，又是男生，所以圓圓也不和他往來，難怪我們不認識。聊着聊着，我們又說到老二，那個媽咪接着說她女兒在nursery，媽咪驚呼“好巧，我們家老二也在nursery呢！”更讓媽咪驚訝地是，那個媽咪竟然淡定地接着說“我知道，我見過Rebecca”，哇， 現在是怎樣，人家對我們瞭若指掌，媽咪竟然對人家一無所知？慚愧啊！ 唉∼∼看來，跟着圓咪的重新編班和貝貝的開始上學，媽咪似乎又該開始“拓展人際關係”之路了，很好，這樣子，媽咪星期四的兩個curriculum meeting不會太無聊囉！！新學期，媽咪也要努力哦！
早上，媽咪帶姐妹兩個一起去上學，姐姐進去的門先到，媽咪和姐姐親親，看著姐姐跑進去，再推貝貝到建築物的另外一面，貝貝要進去的門。 媽咪帶着貝貝走進去，幫貝貝掛好外套書包，看貝貝貼好小星星，然後也跟貝貝親親說“我愛你”，交代貝貝要乖乖的。貝貝又突然抬起頭“媽咪，你剛剛跟姐姐親親的時候，是不是也跟姐姐說我愛你？” 哈哈，貝貝啊，你到底腦子裡面都裝了什麽啊，怎麽每次想得都和媽咪預期的不一樣呢？你不是應該很快樂地回答媽咪說“我也愛你”嗎？ 唉∼∼小寶貝啊，你啊，是媽咪不够愛你呢？還是老二就真的是天生的競爭者呢？
今天，貝貝上學囉！！ 話說媽咪雖然總是說希望貝貝早點兒上學，但是，其實昨天和今天，媽咪還是滿緊張加捨不得的呢，貝貝的脾性不像姐姐那麽聽話，也不那麽愛交朋友，不知道在學校會不會不適應？想當年，姐姐還曾經哭過那麽一次，媽咪到現在都還心疼着呢，就怕貝貝也會這樣，這一次，媽咪可絶對不會讓貝貝留下來，上學的日子還長着，晚一點也不怕.... 就這樣，媽咪帶着矛盾和忐忑的心情，送貝貝進教室。照着老師上個禮拜說的，外套掛好，書包掛好，進到教室，找到貝貝名牌的小星星，貼到出席板上，就讓貝貝去老師那裡集合坐好。媽咪跟貝貝說了再見，親親貝貝的小臉，唉∼∼媽咪的小寶貝啊，媽咪真是捨不得你長大，媽咪平常說要你快快上學的話，都是亂說的，媽咪只希望你永遠在媽咪身邊，做媽咪的小跟班，小心肝....貝貝跟着老師坐在小地毯上，媽咪在窗外偷偷地看著，眼淚差點兒掉下來，貝貝啊，貝貝，不管媽咪怎麽禱告，你還是長大了，要開始走自己的路了，是不是？ 將近中午，媽咪帶着雀躍的心情來學校，嗯∼∼我的小貝貝，不知道在學校過得好不好，有没有哭，有没有想媽咪呢？重要的是，媽咪還不知道接小朋友的程序是怎麽樣，可不想貝貝在門口等久，還是快快去吧！！到了門口，呵呵，還好老師是看到家長來才去叫小朋友穿衣拿書包，過了没多久，貝貝背着書包的小身影就出現了！！哇！！小寶貝，可想死媽咪了，今天乖不乖啊？ 老師告訴媽咪，貝貝大致上都不錯，哭了一次，但是不是因爲想媽咪，而是在外面玩，老師要小朋友進教室吃水果，貝貝不肯，就哭了一會兒，（嗯，果然是我家貝貝的個性，不想做的事情，誰也逼不了她！）然後，就只有其中不知所以的“放空”了一陣子，（不過，據貝貝自己說，她也没有唱歌，因爲她不想唱),其他都很好，要媽咪可以放心∼∼ 到現在，媽咪的手牽住了貝貝，心裡也才真正地踏實，問貝貝，明天還要上學嗎？貝貝毫不猶豫地點點頭，大聲地回答要。媽咪開玩笑地說，貝貝上學去，媽咪會想貝貝呢∼∼貝貝還會安慰媽咪說，她只是一下子就會回來了，要媽咪不要怕！！哈哈，好吧，看起來，我們的貝貝比媽咪還要成熟呢，貝貝啊，那你就好好上學，媽咪也會勇敢起來，不會再害怕哦∼∼
話說媽咪中午接了貝貝回家的路上，貝貝說她在學校裡想媽咪，在滑梯上叫媽咪來，媽咪說媽咪在家看不到貝貝，也是一直想貝貝！ 突然，貝貝一陣沉默，媽咪還在想哪裡說錯了的時候，貝貝開口問“媽咪，那以前只有我和你在家，姐姐上學的時候，你的心裡是不是也是都在想姐姐？”哇，貝貝啊，你這反應也太太太煞風景了吧？你是太聰明呢？還是太會跟姐姐比了啊？媽咪不是在說想你嗎？怎麽又跟姐姐扯上關係了呢？ 貝貝啊，貝貝，你的小腦袋啊，就好好的記住，媽咪很愛你，不管有没有姐姐，媽咪都一樣愛你，有姐姐呢，也不會少愛你一絲一毫的，别胡思亂想了，好不好？
'"If I were too paint the sky, I would never get bored. That's because the sky is constantly changing it's beautiful colours."' Mr Oakley(Tom, an old man) sighed. He remembered Rachel, his beloved wife telling him about skies and colours. 'Why did Rachel have to go?' he thought, sadly. He'll never see her in the world again. Tom gently touched the faded colours on the old wall. Plaster was peeling off and it made an awful mess on the tatty floor. He tried to leave Rachel's room to be, let nature do the room good, but, too often found himself cleaning it. But, Tom never repainted it. He never stayed out in his little garden to sit and gaze at the sky. No, that would be doing something that would easily remind him of Rachel's death. He would never talk or do something if it was connnected to Rachel's death. That day, 40 years ago, Rachel had carefully balanced a big pot of sky blue paint next to the clean hole in the ceiling that allowed her to climb down the ladder to get downstairs. What she didn't know, was that her cup of tea was beneath the pot of paint! The pot wobbled and it crashed onto her head! She immediatly lost her balance and fell from the ladder. Knowing that death was creeping to her head and heart, she smiled weakily and whispered, "To the garden. Please Tom." and she then let herself be carried to the garden. She took one last gaze at the beautiful sky and fell into a sleep she could never wake up from. Eversince that day, Tom had always been upset. The old grandfather clock ticked in Tom's dark room. He walked silently towards the window to check that the blackouts were fixed firm, because war was breaking out, and then he lit the new candle and sat down on his wooden chair. The candlelight showed up a few things like the matted carpet with a woven dog bed in the middle and a cotton quilt draped carelessly over the straw mattress. It wasn't the most comfortable bed. Tom picked up Rachel's tatty will and read it again, for the 5th time that day. It was Rachel's death day and his own birthday. 'Typical,', he thought, 'Rachel must hate me to want to die on my birthday,' though he knew that wasn't true, 'I'm 81 startin' now. Thas an awful old age for a man like me. Rachie's nearly 78.'. Tom smiled, and muttered to himself, "I won't do me no 'arm to sit out and look at the gorgeous sky for once." and walked slowly, with a woozy smile fixed on his face, towards the garden. As he sat down, all kinds of thoughts about the sky whirled in his head. He gazed lovingly at the sky, suddenly feeling tired. 'I'm so sleepy. It wouldn't hurt to take 40 winks in the back yard.' he thought, slowly shutting his heavy eyelids. Just like that, he died of old age and a bit of broken heart, during the war, with a smile on his old wrinkly face. Epilogue In his dream, some angels carried him up to heaven. There, standing in front of him, was HIS angel, Rachel. Tears welled up in his eyes and, soon, they came streaming out. The cleaners saw the puddle and hurried over to mop it up. "Rachel!" he cried, wiping away his tears with the handkerchief Rachel lent him. He swept her into a ginormous hug and kissed her joyfully. "I hope this dream will never end!" he exclaimed, examining the new silk pyjamas that Rachel was wearing. "It never will!" Rachel replied, smiling and rejoicing with him, "It's not a dream. I waited 40, nearly 41, years for you to come! Come along and paint the sky with me!" dragging him to pick a paint pot and then pulling him to a part of the sky where the paint was old. The two of them skipped of and, together, they painted a rainbow.
I am a Year 5 student now! Last Wednesday, I became a Year 5. Everything was new. The teacher, our class and even our classmates! For us, this is like a totally new year. But, obviously it's not a real new year. This is called a school academic year. Anyway, for every new year, you get a new teacher. This could be a new teacher or one you've had before. We've got a new teacher. She used to be Miss Yates but now she is Mrs Vokins! She is also our school Yr3&4 school gymnastics team teacher. When I was in Yr4, I got chosen to be in the school gymnastics team along with my friend Milly. Miss Kennedy is teaching Foxes I like Mrs Vokins and I will enjoy having her as my teacher(although she makes a big fuss about having to be extra neat). When we change year groups, we also change classrooms. In every year group, we have two classes. The Year 5 ones are Foxes and Badgers. Natalie, Maria, Briony and I are in Badgers whereas Milly and Anise are in Foxes(will explain separations in next paragraph). Our classroom is bigger than Foxes'. It has more space and a bigger 'Reading Corner'. Our classroom has got good cold drinking water that's delicious. I think it's the best classroom I've ever been in! Now, when it's the start of every two years, we mix the two classes together and so there will be some people from each class together in their new year. So, that's why, me and my friends have been separated as you can see in the paragraph above. So, I have made some new friends. We have voted for the new school council for our class, and, surprisingly, the girl that has the most votes(Kristen) used to be a Woodpecker(Year4) and the boy that has the most votes(Jaden) used to be an Owl(Year4)! I enjoy being in these new, changed for I have already made 5 new friends, Alice, Amy-Louise, Anjili, Ayler and Tharsha! I think I will love the rest of this academic year!
I think we should be allowed to have limited holidays during school days. Because we might have relatives/elders that are sick in the school days. It could be an important day for our relatives like their wedding. If an elder is sick in the school days, we should visit them. If we do, than we can help take care of them or help do things they can't do because they're ill. If we weren't allowed to visit them, they might forget to take their medicines, go shopping for new food. They might have to get up and pour water themselves and risk falling over or hurting themselves somewhere. We wouldn't want that! If it's one of our relatives wedding and they invited us, they would be happier if we can make it. Also, if we make it, we would be able to say congratulations and celebrate with them. If we didn't, not only would they be disappointed we can't celebrate with them, we would be too! They won't want to be disappointed on their wedding day!
"Last one upstairs is a slug!" Ariel (7)shouted as she raced up the stairs. "Hey! You cheated!" Marina(12) exclaimed as she chased Ariel, quickly overtaking her. Ash(10) and Flame(13) were down in the garden, swinging on the tyre swing. Silently, they listened to Ariel and Marina rushing up the stairs to brush their teeth. Flame and Ash were already finished. The smell of pancakes soon wafted past Ash's nose. "Flame! It's pancakes today!" Ash exclaimed, jumping off the tyre. Flame followed her, still in thought of the concert. She wondered how her sisters could be so cheerful with music competition FINAL the next day! That morning, when everyone(Marilyn(grandma)Ottalie(mum)Colin(dad) the sprite sisters) was sitting at the table Ottalie announced some news, "Today, I'd like us too relax. Don't worry about the music competition. You were good enough to get in the finals and me and your dad are very proud. Today, just chill.". The kitchen buzzed with excitment. Everyone was planning what games to play. Soon, when they'd all finished a delicious meal of pancakes and syrup with milk or, for the adults, coffee, everyone rushed off to entertain themselves. "Flame, Ash, Ariel! How about a game of Monopoly?" Marina suggested, eying the new board game on her bed. "Yay! Fabfantastic! Ash and Flame would love to too!" Ariel exclaimed, answering for them. "Chill, Flame. The competition's tomorrow. How about we play it in my room?" Ash said, grinning. The four of them ran across the landing to Ash's room. The day passed quickly and it was soon time to go to bed. Flame hadn't had the best day like all her other sisters had. She inhaled slowly and stared up at the ceiling, trying to get to sleep. Her ceiling was a fiery red, the other walls were white but at the bottom were beautifully painted fires with finely painted flames and sparks. The next day, the girls carefully put their instruments in the car. They had breakfast in absolute silence, everyone nervous and excited. The drive to the competition was slow and silent too. The girls got out of the car and carried their instruments out too. Mrs Sprite/Ottalie and grandma/Marilyn stepped out too. Mr Sprite/Colin went to park the car. Inside the church hall, Ottalie, Colin and Marilyn wished the girls luck and went to take their places. The Sprite Sisters hurried backstage to find they were going last! Time passed quickly, and soon, they were on. They took they're positions and started playing, suddenly, Ash's cello string snapped and it cut her face! They stopped playing and a lady came to fix the cello string and put a plaster on Ash's cut. They started playing from the beginning of the piece again. Soon, the audience was entranced. When a man collected the judges' score, he announced, "The winner of the 'Little Musicians' final are....The Sprite Sisters!"! The girls, their parents, their grandma, all went home happily!
*My mum is beautiful, she's lovely and kind. I know she's joyful, anyone can tell. She sometimes gets angry, but there's a reason. I tell her I'm sorry, then we are happy. My mum is so smart, she helps me with work. She really likes tarts, and makes them quite often. She sometimes is sad, and tells me the reason. It may really be bad, but we face it together. I think my mum, is the best mum ever. I just want to say, "Mum, I'll love you forever!" Mum When I curl up beside my mum, there are no butterflies in my tum. When my mum gives me a big warm hug, it feels much better than a nice warm mug. When she tells me "I love you!" I never wish for a line that's new. Now I think that that's my cue, to tell my mum, " I love you!"
At Halloween, two ghosts appear. One called Ho, one called Ha. They loved tricking people. One Halloween, the people got angry and thought of a plan. When the ghosts come trick or treating, they would shout "Trick!" and pour water on the ghosts. Soon they were soaked. "Ho! Oh! Ha!"
Becca Becca Sometimes naughty But most of the time cute She's funny, cheeky, loves to play My sis Melody 9 years old
"Fine! I'm going to a different school on Thursday anyway! And guess what? It's Monday today!" Florence shouted. She stormed back into school. "Good afternoon Afra Neroy, German." Miss Alery said. "Guten Tag Miss Alery." Afra answered, sounding bored. "Good afternoon Flo Maguire, Japanese." "Hiya Sarah Alery!" Florence replied, snorting. "On your best behaviour please Florence. Also it's kon-nichi wa." Miss Alery boomed across at her. Flo nodded. The teacher droned on about work, "........work.......test next week...." 'What a world.' thought Flo. On Thursday, Flo was really sad and lonely but she didn't show it. After all, she had broken up with her best friend, Gingella/Ginger. At playtimes she would sit on her own thinking 'Who needs friends? They just leave you in the end." Time passed really quickly and soon, it was the end of the day and everyone knew she was leaving. Lots came up to Flo and said 'Goodbye/Tschus/Sayonara' but she didn't reply. Her parents had no idea that she was planning on leaving this school. Flo had booked this and visited the school by herself. She packed everything that belonged to her. It was a boarding school. She scribbled a note explaining everything and left a photo of herself. Flo opened a tiny bottle and dropped a tear from each eye into each tiny bottle and screwed the cork lid back on, leaving it on the table for her parents. She was a softie inside. She took her luggage down stairs to meet the cab waiting for her. 'Bye mum. Bye dad. Meet you when I'm older.' she thought as tears silently slid down her perfect heart shaped face. The cab drove further and further away from her house. At Osar High, she acted as snobbish, annoying and naughty as usual. She didn't want friends and simply ignored all those(just Natalie)who wanted to be her friend. She'd always say, "There's only room for for one. One only and that's me." One day, Natalie went to the cinema and happened to be watching the same movie as Flo and sitting next to Flo. On the way there they didn't talk to each other even though Natalie tried to start a conversation. During the movie, Flo had a think about being friends with Natalie. She told herself to let go of what happened between herself and Ginger and to move on. She made her decision and hoped whatever happens next is good. After the movie, she told Natalie, "I should let go. Let's be friends!" . Natalie ran about, whooping in delight. "There's always room for two. That's you and me!" Flo gladly replied and they skipped home. Together.
The whistle sounded with a ear-piercing shriek. Andy shook himself, concentrate, focus, he thought. He ran to the middle of the pitch, waiting for John to pass the ball at him. Andy watched the ball whiz past him, straight at Dave. He spun around hurriedly, and tried desperately hard to get Dave's attention by jumping up and down and waving his arms like mad. "What are you doing?! You must be crazy! You're embarrassing our team!" A voice hissed from behind him. Andy sighed, things were just getting from bad to really bad. Could they get any worse? Just then, jeers, laughter, "BOO!"s and whispering came from all around him. Dizzying, Andy tried to gain balance. Suddenly, a black and white blur came shooting at him. "Whah!". The thing hit his shin and he lost balance. Andy's legs tripped up and fell face first in a muddy puddle. Lifting his head with the last of his energy, he murmured, "Sorry I asked." and fell back, unconscious. Waking up in a hospital, he looked at the rest of his team, who were all crowding around him. "W..what happened?" "Umm..uh...you fell asleep, that's all. Oh, and we won the match!1-0." Andy grinned, could things get any better?
FROM:[email protected] * DATE:Wednesday, 27th June 2012, 17：05：50 TO:[email protected] SUBJECT:Writing Fun Dear Jenny Eather, ** My name is Melody and I'm writing to you to say THANKS! I'm in Yr 4 and we use Mathletics which means we can go on Spellodrome. That also means we can go on Writing Fun. My class and I love your site and I use it often. It's really helped me to like and get better at boring things(now awesome!) like, recounts, poetry, information reports, explanation and stuff like that. I think your site is in my top 5 and it's a learning site! Thanks for beginning Writing Fun. It's supercalifragilisticexpialidociously(that word from Mary Poppins(without the ly)) great!:) :D Best Regards, Melody *My 'for now' email, I don't know my real one. **BUT this email is what I would send to Jenny Eather!
Rainbow rainbow, up in the sky. Why not low? Why so high? Dear rare rainbow, sent to the sky. Come hang low, Don't hang high! Breakfast Toast and butter, for the kids. Using a cutter. Just splendid!
There once was a girl called Jill, she swam with an excellent skill. She swam in the sea, for people to see, then she asked for the bill. Melody, 'Swimming Jill' There was an old man in Peru, who dreamt he was eating his shoe. He woke in the night, with a terrible fright, to find that it was quite true! Anonymous, Anonymous There was a nice teacher in school, no one knew that she would drool! The secret was known, when she bit a bone. She thought she was big fool! Melody, 'Silly disguise' There was a good girl who was smart, she loved to play with a cart. Her marks then dropped down, and wore a BRONZE crown, she now never gets A+ hearts! Melody, 'Heart or cart?' 'Swimming Jill' is about a girl named Jill who earns money for her and her family by swimming in the sea and getting the bills for giving the amazing swimming shows. 'Silly disguise' is about a teacher who wears a sweet kind face but is actually not very well mannered. The school is for mannered people and so she will get fired. Drooling is not good manners and secret is known. 'Heart or cart?' is about a smart girl. Her love of playing with carts makes her do less homework and her marks go down. Instead of getting a gold crown, she gets bronze. So she didn't get A+ hearts(when someone praises you with all there heart) because that's for the A+ guys not B! She then had to chose between hearts or carts and it's obvious she chose carts.
