like a slave.
Since the midnight party in London, Sam was seriously serious hooked on you.
It all started like this: Sam and Lucy saw a comet on the way to the wishing well.
Suddenly they fell into it! They were in a wonder world: there was quartz shining. There wasn’t
any dark-side nor any coal. All was good and tenderness.
They saw an aardvark and all of the sudden they’ve heard a rustle of leaves.
'Who’s there?' said Sam. 'I’m the Easter bunny, (are you?)' 'And I’m an Easter egg.'
But in reality it was Sophosyne and she granted twelve years a slave love for Sam
and Lucy.
They celebrated eating ice cream.
By Einstein Girl
Midnight in London
'It was midnight in London.
I was eating a good ice cream.
I heard the rustle of the leaves.
A comet lightened the dark side; suddenly I saw an Easter bunny
who was looking for an Easter egg.
It was very strange.
I woke up.
It was just a dream.'
By CL
The Midnight party
By Nature Girl
We had a very good midnight party the other day.
We had ice cream and saw a weird version of Twelve Years a Slave. It was about a slave who met an aardvark. The aardvark came from a comet that fell on earth in London. The slave and the aardvark met in London. They had a wonderful time when the aardvark suddenly said: I am an Easter Bunny (are you?). The slave said: No, but I am an easter egg - and I have a quartz crystal that can do wonders!
Suddenly they heard the leaves rustle. They realised they were on the dark side! It was seriously serious, the smell of coal was everywhere. The slave said: I am hooked on you! You are so sophrosyne. But we need a wishing well to make it work - and it did. Everyone was happy, it was a true wonder!
It was a very good film, full of tenderness! I can recommend it.
The good aardvark flies on a comet.
During a midnight party in the dark side of London, I
wondered why you were saying: "I am an Easter egg and you are an Easter
bunny".
Suddenly, a good aardvark flew on a comet made out of coal and
quartz, while it was eating an ice-cream with tenderness. It flew so
fast that the leaves rustled in the wind.
Even if this is the end of a seriously serious story, I am wishing all slaves well, who were hooked on you for twelve years.
By OH
The helping hand
Hello, may I introduce myself: I am the Easter bunny! Every year starts with the dark side of my existence in spring. The beautiful time of chilling is over now. I must get and paint the Easter eggs. Since this is much work, a good helper is assigned to me by the Easter bunny head office in London. This year they sent me an aardvark. As you can imagine, cleanness, caution and tenderness are foreign words for it. It is a wonder that no more eggs don't break by the aardvark. Seriously, I would be glad if it was not there. It is a punishment to hear it rustling, grunting and eating noisily daily. But it is always on my side and does its best to help me. I have the impression it is hooked on me.
I must bear it until Easter is over. Until then I do my best to prepare
a beautiful Easter for you. As soon as the hurly-burly is over and the
aardvark went back to London, I make a great midnight party with lots of candy, ice cream, crisps and carrots. Hope the day comes soon!! Wishing you well everyone!
By F
By FG
By F
Sustainability of a dream
Hello, I am
Mister Potato Man and I’m going to tell you a
story.
One day, I
was playing Minecraft, building a climbing wall. Above a redstone
I saw a shining star and (I don’t know
how) I followed it to a magical world.
Under a
colorful rainbow, there was a lake with a goldfish and a flying fish. A pussy cat was chasing a firefly
around a small flower.
The sun looked like an orange yolk, and baby blue monsters were smiling. It was like my memories of Oxford
during the national festival
of stars in autumn.
But then I
heard a stomp and I woke up in my bed… Obviously, IT WAS A DREAM!!!!!!
By Cookie
(story
based on words of the week of the 6th of March)
The Goldfish that wanted to fly
In a house in Oxford a little goldfish was living in a bowl. In that house there was also a pussy cat that was tired of eating yolk everyday and wanted to eat the goldfish. There was also a poster of Potato Man listening to “Baby Blue” on a climbing wall and a picture of a flying fish. The goldfish wanted to fly like him and reach the stars. But the goldfish had never been out of his bowl and had never seen the world outside. He thought it was full of monsters.
Autumn came and the pussy cat and the goldfish had become friends. The goldfish asked the pussy cat to help him and the pussy cat asked a firefly. The firefly suggested looking at the rainbow that was very big and seemed to end in another nation. The firefly said him to jump very high. The goldfish jumped but fell out of his bowl. The owner was busy playing Minecraft looking for the redstone. The small flower thought: ”This situation is not sustainable, it’s obvious”. The goldfish was nearly dying, when the rainbow stomped into the house and took him to a star.
By FG
