At school in my play time I caught a lizard in the garden. Today I caught a lizard that was as big as a goanna with a blue tongue and a giant brown tail. He bit me on the thumb as I was holding him tightly. I jumped and dropped him and he got away. In time I will become a better lizard wrangler.
Dardo (aged 7); (art work by Dardo)
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Late one dark and dingy night soaring high through the clouds above the Indian Ocean was a China baby on a magical carpet with an owl called whisper. The magical carpet worshipped the China baby because this young child was definitely no ordinary child. He was the son of a king and the richest man alive. The baby travelled once a year on the magical a carpet to a land called Neverland. The baby was so happy and could not wait to reach the land. Sparks of joy hit his heart as he reached the island in hope for hours of joy. After he plays he and whisper are back in the sky soaring high through the clouds over the Indian Ocean.
Jacko (aged 10)
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In a hot jungle a big brown lion was sleeping late at night. He was a big mean lion with a wonderful mane. When the lion woke up he saw a big deer and started to slowly move towards it. The deer started to move away but the lion pounced, hit a tree, ‘ouch’ and lost sight of the deer.
Gordon (aged 10)
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Early one morning when there was a screech on the shiny wooden floor, a young girl woke up in her bedroom. Betty was three years old, had blonde shiny hair and, because she was easily scared by little noises made during the night, she kept a beautiful white bird in a nice white cage in her bedroom. She started to walk over to the cage when she felt the carpet moving and fell down. She started to fly. Suddenly Betty and her bird flew out her window and far below them they could see her very own castle.
Abbie (aged 10)
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Late at night in the wacky storm there was a child and a beautiful bird. The child’s name was bella and she was the queen’s daughter. One night the girl and the bird were playing in the room and the carpet started moving. The window was open and the carpet flew out and up with Bella and the bird. They flew straight through to Disneyland. The queen went to the room and just as she opened the door Bella and the bird flew back in.
Gordon (aged 9)
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At 5.30 on a Monday morning, in a village, three college boys were climbing a tall tree because they were trying to reach a red Queen apple. Oscar, Finlay and Patrick had just paid three hundred dollars to go to school at Marist Brothers private collage at Ashgrove and they were feeling excited and proud of themselves which is why they decided to stretch Oscar’s arm to reach the high apple on the tree. They tried all day until they achieved their goal at 5 pm and then they took the lovely apple to Oscar’s mother and she cut it into sixes, which is two sweet pieces for each of them. The apple filled them up so they didn’t have to eat their corn and cabbage quiche for dinner that night, which all three agreed they didn’t like. At 5.30 on Tuesday morning they were starving again.
Oscar, aged 7 years.
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Early one day on an old dairy farm lived a shaggy worn out pig. This old worn out pig had lived a horrible life on a small dose of food and water. The pig was tired of living on the farm so he thought to himself, “I have to escape”. Every day he chewed and chewed at the barbed wire fence until it snapped apart. The pig was so happy! Later that day the pig escaped. In the morning the dairy farmer realised the shaggy worn out pig had escaped.
Jacko (aged 10)
At times the writing tutor will challenge the student to write on a topic, in this case a pig. The student and the tutor have fifteen minutes to come up with a story. Creative writing can sometimes be creative anxiety, and an anxiety which may leave a child immobilised (and not just children). You cannot remove anxiety by avoiding the stimulant (the test situation) so we encourage the children to have fun with the pressure of competition. Once fun is realised pressure dissipates and creativity flows. This time I have included the tutor’s work, just for fun…
When the rain came at the old tractor factory the pig knew it was going to be a good day. Slender by pig standards she was a pale skinned pig with a gentle nature. It was her normal job to sweep the floors and feed the dogs, but not on wet days. When it rained her task changed to singing for the assembly workers to keep their spirits up. At morning tea when she had sung her way through Justin Beiber’s songs and was gargling in the bathroom for her next bracket, the sun came out.
The Tutor
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In the windy sky late in the afternoon, a red scary dragon was looking down on the desert. This dragon was calmly flying for food and enjoying the view. Just then he saw a mouse and he swooped down for the mouse with his claws that were sharp. A huge wind broke his control but then the wind stopped. The dragon had lost his confidence. The dragon late at night went away.
Gordon (aged 9)
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The golden lady beetle woke up in her nest early in the morning. The lady beetle was so colourful that you won’t even see her because she blends in with beautiful flowers. She sleeps peacefully in her nest. She sucks all the nectar out of the flowers. The golden beetle enjoys her days from morning to night.
by Bethany (aged 12)
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On Tuesday afternoon Finlay’s best friend Oscar, who he met at pre-school, is coming over to have a sleep-over. In the sleep-over they are going to sleep with torches in a tent in the backyard. When Oscar and Finlay are asleep thousands of wild bats fly over them. Once Oscar asked Finlay if he has wild pigs or cats and he said, “I’ve got wild cats.” On Wednesday morning Oscar’s sleep-over will be over.
Oscar (aged 7)
Oscar has begun to work with more complex sentences. He is working on ways of combining three concepts or phrases into one sentence without using the conjunctive ‘and’. For example, in the the sentence about bats he started with these sentences:
and combined them together into a sentence which used adjectives.
In the first sentence, however, he combined these sentences:
This time he created a complex sentence with a main clause and a subordinate clause in the middle. The subordinate clause, which could be left out of the sentence, is marked by commas on both sides.
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