By Alannah, Prep
Once upon a time there was a firefly and her name was Fly-Fly. She lived in the jungle under a giant pizza. How was there a pizza in this jungle? It was a PIZZA JUNGLE.
One day, Fly-Fly decided to go fishing because she didn’t have anything to eat (even though she lived in a pizza jungle, fireflies can’t eat pizza.)
Unfortunately, the only fishing rod she could find was rusty.
Luckily, she found a small net. Fly-Fly didn’t think it could hold many fish, but then she discovered that the net could be unfolded into a huge net! She caught three big fish.
‘Who will I share this yummy dinner with?’ Fly-Fly thought. ‘I can’t eat this all by myself!’
Just then, she made a friend. A wild but friendly bear appeared out of the water and helped her to lift the fish out of the net and carry them back to her pizza home for dinner.
Prompts: wild, fireflies, rusted, pizzas, net
By Macey, Year 5
To all the people in the world who don’t have much courage.
I’m standing in the driveway, nothing new. It has just been me for the last twelve years. I’m waiting for an important letter; a letter that will change my life. Until I get it, everything about my life and who I am will remain the same. This letter will allow me to live the life I was meant to live, free of this mundane loneliness.
As I wake up on Monday morning, I hear something … IT’S THE POSTIE! My heart is pumped with excitement and joy. I search through the letters: bills, advertising, nothing interesting. When I finally get to the end, I call out to the Postie:
“Oi! You forgot a letter.”
He replies, “I ain’t missing no letter! Try again tomorrow.”
I can’t believe it! Another day! All that means is another day in the driveway. Sometimes I wonder if you really need a letter to say something or to show you can do something? Do you need a letter at all?
As time goes on, all I can think about is tomorrow so I decide to go to bed. The letter is all I can think about. It’s all I can dream about.
The next morning, I hear something. THE POSTIE! As he comes up to me, he slips me one letter.
I say, “Thanks!”
He zooms off.
I tear the envelope open. The letter has no name, so that would be me. It reads:
We need to write a letter, but there is nothing to write about.
A tear falls down my face, as anger spreads throughout my body. All I can think about is… WHY, WHY, WHY does everyone have a life but me? It’s just unfair. It’s always me being left behind, no one else, just me! There is nothing to do … or is there?
I don’t know what to do, then BOOM it hits me. Everyone walking down the street, where did they start? They worked for it. So if I put my mind to it, who knows what will happen? I won’t be perfect, but at least I will be recognised (not by everyone, but at least one person, hopefully). I sleep on it and in the morning, something feels different, something is calling me. Faraway. What could it be?
I jump, I kick, I punch. And then I find myself out of the driveway.
I scream! I shout! I dance!
I never needed a letter. I could have been who I wanted to be all along.
By Yasmin, Year 2
Ana was flying around but as soon as she was going to look around ... SHE FELL!!!! Luckily she landed in the hands of the very nice fairy prince elf, George. But she did not say sorry, she walked away embarrassed.
The prince was very, very SAD!!!! He said, "Why shouldn't she be happy because I saved her? Maybe I should do something else for her."
So one day, Prince George decided to give her a bunch of flowers. But Ana did not accept them, instead she pushed him out. So Prince George ticked that off the list.
The next day, he thought, "I should give her a ring with 99 diamonds to show I love her so so so so extremely totally enormously humongously MUCH!!!!"
So he went again to see Ana, this time with the ring. But she said, "I DID NOT LET YOU IN!!!!"
The prince sighed and said, "What will I do!!!"
Suddenly, there was a ding, ding, ding. The prince opened the door and it was Ana's fairy god mother. She said to the prince, "Let's get married!!!" So they went off and lived happily every after.
Eric Li, Year 4
One Saturday day morning Farty Pig woke up and poured hot water over a dog and ate it.
He didn’t know what a hot dog actually was; he thought it was a ‘hot dog’.
Throughout his life he has owned 21,965 dogs, that’s why he’s anti-RSPCA.
Once the RSPCA tried to hide the dogs but Farty pig has a big nose so he could smell them.
Farty Pig has a ‘pet Fish’. I don’t mean a pet fish I mean a toxic farting flying fish.
Suddenly, his door got knocked down and a voice said, “Get him!"
“Why come in,” said Farty Pig while he blasted everyone with his SUPER TOXIC AND VERY SMELLY FART! (Except for him and his fish, because it would be silly if you blasted your own fish with your own fart)
Everyone fainted in the room except for him.
By Eric Tran
[This story was the result of a workshop run by Amy Han at the Co-Ed Tutoring Centre, Springvale.]
Over the old misty bridge of Willington, there was a mansion. Henry Willington was the owner of the bridge and the mansion, and his wife's name was Lady Samantha.
The couple lived together calmly and peacefully, but as the years went by Henry lost his job which made him furiously mad but he truly loved Samantha and would die for her.
Then, one night, Lady Samantha suddenly disappeared.
As the rumours spread through the town, a detective went to the mansion to investigate.
A butler greeted him with his posh accent. "Good evening sir, my name is George Humblewick. And yours is, sir?"
"Sebastian Victor," replied the detective. He walked through the entrance of the mansion and saw the huge lounge room in which Henry Willington was reading.
"Sir, you have a guest," said George.
Henry turned around. "Good evening, detective. Can you crack the murder case?"
"Yes indeed, " said Sebastian.
"Would you like some refreshments and a light meal?"
"No thank you, I will take some water on my own, thanks."
As Sebastian went to the kitchen for a glass of water, he looked outside the window at the beautiful garden. He saw someone and ran to chase him, but that someone noticed him and started to run away.
Suddenly, Henry shouted, "Stop this instant, detective!"
Henry said, "How dare you! I hired you to investigate and now you're chasing my gardener like a thief or a murderer sneaking through the afternoon!"
As Sebastian apologised to Henry's gardener, Henry said, "Now if you had been so kind as to ask his name before..."
The gardener replied, "My name is Hillingster Von Helsing. Good evening, detective".
After an hour, Sebastian had met all of the servants. Two were hired the day after Lady Samantha's disappearance. Sebastian's only lead was that she had been in the bedroom when she disappeared.
It was pouring with rain that dark night. Sebastian invited everyone, including Henry and his servants, to his office. He also called a policeman for extra security.
Sebastian began, "As I, Sebastian Victor, went snooping around the huge Willington mansion, I have learnt more about the mystery of Lady Samantha Willington's disappearance. But who is responsible, you ask? No one has ever questioned Henry Wilington's loyal love for his wife..."
"We should ignore George the butler because he was hired the day after the disappearance. Also, Hillingster the gardener wasn't the culprit because he wasn't with Samantha at the time."
"It was Henry, he is guilty!" Sebastian finally said.
"But isn't that too obvious? And where is the clue?" exclaimed George.
"You're absolutely correct," replied Sebastian. "That's why I know who it was. Lady Samantha was in her bedroom sleeping and the door is always locked, so who was it? Henry, of course."
"Stop being ridiculous, detective," Henry defended. "I wasn't in there. I always sleep in the living room."
"Yes, but I discovered a trap door connecting the bedroom to the living room."
"Okay detective. Where is Lady Samantha?"
"Oh, she is right here."
The door opened and Lady Samantha appeared.
"Hello Henry," she said. "Guards, arrest my attempted killer."
As the policeman arrested him, Lady Samantha took her wedding ring off.
"Henry, I'm divorcing you," she said as she threw her wedding ring out the window.
Henry yelled, "How are you alive?"
"I saved her, " said Hillingster, as the policeman took Henry away.
Now, Willington bridge had a new owner: Lady Samantha, and she was safe.
By Sowmya, Year 2
Once upon a time, there lived two cows. Their names were Mr Awkward Cow and Mrs Awkward Cow. They got their names because Mr Awkward Cow had a yellow head, an orange body, and a love heart. Mrs Awkward Cow had a purple face, a blue body, and a rain cloud on her head.
One day, Mr Awkward Cow had some flowers in his hand and wanted to give them to Mrs Awkward Cow. He was so excited that he ran too fast and didn't notice the puddle in front of him.
He got all dirty but the flowers didn't.
"Oh dear, what am I going to do now?" he said. He was stuck.
Suddenly, Mrs Awkward Cow saw what had happened. She heaved and tried to push him out, but nothing happened. She tried one very last time. Nothing happened. Poor Mr Awkward Cow.
"What am I going to do?" he said again.
After that, Mrs Awkward Cow had a great idea. She would push and Mr Awkward Cow would pull.
Finally, it worked. Mr Awkward Cow was free. Now he could give the flowers to his wife.
Mrs Awkward Cow was so happy that the rain cloud stopped raining on her head.
By Matthew, Year 1
I used to be the bravest boy in my family. After what happened a week ago, I don't think I am the bravest anymore.
There was an enormous black spider in the secret room. It is actually my brother's room. We called it the secret room because we shared secrets there. When my mum was cleaning, she noticed the spider and screamed. My mum is very frightened of insects like ants, spiders, silverfish, cockroaches, mosquitoes and lots more. Once I heard my mum scream, I knew what was the problem. I got the insect killer and rushed upstairs. I quickly sprayed the spider. When I thought the spider was dead, I was about to touch it. Thousands of baby spiders burst out of the spider's tummy. They started chasing me and my mum. My mum was so scared that her face turned pale.
After a minute, my dad came back from work. He heard us screaming and ran upstairs to help us. He grabbed a tissue and squashed all the babies flat.
After that we cleaned up all the spiders and put them in the bin.
The next day, there was another spider. My mum called me again but this time I pretended I was sick so that I didn't have to pick it up as I was so scared. But I didn't want anyone to know that because everyone would think that I am a scaredy cat. Then my mum called my dad to pick it up.
By GSG, Year 1
Once upon a time there lived a boy with his mum.
One night, the weather turned really nasty. This made the boy feel frightened, so frightened that he hid under his blanket in fear.
He stayed there until his mum came to his room to give him a hug so that he could feel much better. Unfortunately he didn't feel much better. Luckily, however, he felt much better because his mum gave him another hug.
Finally, the boy became really brave. So brave that his mum called him Superboy.
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