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"Alliteration!" by Nicole Couchman

Year 4, Ohope Beach School.

I looked up at the stars and I could have sworn I saw lots and lots of small, coloured bubbles with tiny specks of coloured sand inside them!

I was a small child with pony-tails and a little smile.
I had hazel eyes, long, dark, brown hair and a habit of looking out of the window on starry nights.
I lived in a small village in a tiny cottage.
I slept in a tiny room with high piled books of "The Adventurous Four", "The Famous Five" and "The Secret Seven".

Suddenly there was a faint light in one of the bubbles. It caught my eye as if I was being hypnotised. The light zoomed over to the pile of "The Secret Seven" books and completely vanished!
I went cautiously over to the pile of books and snatched a book from it. I opened it and suddenly saw an alliteration that I had never seen before.
The alliteration was glowing green (so it was easy to catch sight of) and there was something cold about it, that made me feel as if I was showered with ice-cubes.
Five minutes later there was another flash and the light flew over to another pile of books.
This time it was a simile which was as frightening as being eaten by a big, hairy, monster!

I decided to cover the books with a blanket (so nothing could get in) but before I could move there came a howl from the first pile of books...
"These books stink! I'm out of here!"
And a squeal from the second...
"How many monsters are in here?"
A faint light came from one pile of books and a bubble from the other.
Next minute there was nothing to be seen.

After that there were no more alliterations or similes popping themselves into books again.
"Mum!" I shouted as I hopped back into bed.
"What?" shouted back Mum.
"Goodnight!"
"Goodnight babe!"
Before I went to sleep I looked up at the stars and I could have sworn I saw...
a starry, starry, night.

Posted September 14, 2009.

"Wild Weather" by Lilian Goodliffe

Year 4, Matua School.

I have never liked
writing poems, and
I don't like
wild and windy weather

Both ask me to
fight back, liking
stories better or
fantasy or fact

liking the sun more than
water dripping down my neck
cold shivers, and the feeling
I might be blown away.

Posted August 31, 2009.

"The Write Place" by Samuel D. Goodliffe

Age 10.

As dawn broke on the morning of December 25th 1914, Allied troops realised that the Germans now climbing out of their trenches were not carrying guns or daggers. This was no attack, but an unofficial truce.
Instead they were holding beer and Christmas pudding, and full of goodwill. Allied troops clambered out to return the favour, and the soldiers met up in No Man’s Land. This unexpected Christmas truce gave both sides a chance to bury their dead, and hold a service of prayers. They showed each other photographs of wives and children back home, and had a game of football. The Germans won 3-2.

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Posted August 31, 2009.

"Car Catastrophe" by Sam Lacy

Year 5 Selwyn Ridge School.

     "It's seven a.m.!" yelled Mum. "Time for your morning jobs!"
     "Do we have to?" moaned eleven-year-old Jacob.
     "I was still dreaming," yawned Jacob's eight-year-old brother Zachary, as the phone rang.
     Mum answered the phone. "Hello? Emergency? A young woman has cut short her holiday from Mexico because of a strange illness? I'll be there in a jiffy."

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Posted August 24, 2009.