Sunday, 21 October 2012

The Fridge Door

My children are both at Primary School and enjoy using their ever developing knowledge of phonics, reading and writing to transfer their imagination onto paper. Since I started this blog they've been asking me to add some of their stories and they chose one each. My eldest was asked to write a story entitled The Magic Tree for school and my youngest recently wrote What A Day.

I come across so many people who said they enjoyed writing as children but who found they didn't have time for it as they got older or kept it a secret hobby. When our children draw pictures or bring their art work home from school, I'm sure many parents will admire it, stick it on the fridge until it gets covered with the rest of the school notes, schedules, appointments and to-do lists that rule our lives. So, this is a fridge-door post to show my children some recognition and praise because some days we all need a pat on the back.



The Magic Tree

"Bye Mum,' I said, as I rushed out the door to the zip wire. 
"Be careful Matt," mum said. I got into the zip wire and shot down into my Buggati. Then I raced of and then I saw a tree made of solid steel!!!. I slammed the brakes and got out.

It had leaves made of gold and it was humongous!!!! It had twigs and branches of bronze and its trunk was made of steel.

I climbed up and to my surprise it had a slide going down. I slid down it. Wow!!! The tree started to shake. I slid into a room. There was a screen and then I saw a dinosaur. I saw a TF button at the side of the screen and a ZI button too. I ran over and pressed the ZI button and it zoomed in. "Aaaaaahhhhh," I said. "It's an Allosaurus." Suddenly it started to come towards me. I ran over and pressed the TF button. Tree Fight. The tree sprung arms and legs. "Wow," I said as controls popped up. Then I started to fight. But I was no match for it.

After a while my tree was dead. Suddenly, I was sucked into a portal. I found myself back in the place were the tree had been. One new tree was starting to grow. I saw a packet of magic tree seeds beside it, so I picked them up. I jumped into my Buggati and drove home. 



What A Day

One morning mum was doing the washing. Mac, the dog, was having a nap. Lily asked mum, "Where are we going?"
Mum thought Victoria was painting and Spike was playing Star Wars with Luke. But then mum came in, 'It's time to go and pick some leaves and come home and paint them.'
So they went out to pick some leaves.
When they got there Victoria shouted, "I see a really big one."
"Let's go get it!" said Spike."I'll pick this one,"said Spike.
I'll pick this one," said Lilly.
But Victoria was polite and didn't say a word.

"Stop!" shouted mum. "Now you can go and pick some other leaves. 
When they got home everyone said, "What a day!"



7 comments:

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    1. Lovely idea. Really good. Am inspired to do something similar as my daughter is a fantastic story writer. Thanks for the inspiration.

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    2. Thanks Siobhan. Let me know if you do use it to do something similar. You're welcome to add a link here.

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  2. It's so lovely to see children with a wonderfully active imagination like yours obviously have.

    My daughter has a blog and used to write short stories on it but she seems to have lost interest recently - she's nearly 13 and growing up much too fast!

    Nice to have found your blog through BritMums.
    CJ x

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  3. Hi Crystal, it's nice to have another avenue to encourage their imaginations. I don't mind them watching some television or playing a certain amount of computer games but I hate them being glued to a screen and not being able to think beyond what it tells them.

    They all grow up far too quickly.

    Followed your blog and found you on Twitter.

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  4. Beautiful stories! I like the fact your son has such taste as to drive a Bugatti no less ; )

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  5. Glad you enjoyed it, Mrs Fox. They were very happy when I told them about your comment.

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