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Christmas
Carol singers outside your door.
Heritages for the town.
Racing down slopes will make you sore .
I will be happy and not let down.
Santa will come to your house.
Toys for every girl and boy.
Merry Christmas,but be quiet as a mouse.
As good as you are,don't annoy.
Some toys will come, so please be good,
but still Christmas is in your blood.
Connor MS
Age 10
Class 6KR
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Tuesday, 9 December 2008
Monday, 8 December 2008
"Connor's Christmas wish list" by Connor MS, Age 10, Class 6KR
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Connor's Christmas Wish List
I've got nothing to write and so I'm going to write my Christmas list (for some reason!don't ask me why)
For Christmas I will be grateful for anything but these are the top of my Christmas list:
Nintendo DS
Products(apart from women and girls) with anything - Quicksilver, Billabong,
Rip Curl, Airwalk, Animal, DC (ie. shoes, tops, hoodies, etc, etc)
A Manchester City kit with slappy(S.Ireland) on the back
Nike or white Umbro Under Armour
Football boots,football AstroTurf, etc, etc
An England kit
A laptop
A new phone(hopefully the i phone but never going to happen)
An early Christmas present,
Bodmin town to win against Charlstown
..........
um,.....
........er,
Ah ha nothing else much apart from a Happy Christmas!!
By Connor MS
Age 10
Class 6KR
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Connor's Christmas Wish List
I've got nothing to write and so I'm going to write my Christmas list (for some reason!don't ask me why)
For Christmas I will be grateful for anything but these are the top of my Christmas list:
Nintendo DS
Products(apart from women and girls) with anything - Quicksilver, Billabong,
Rip Curl, Airwalk, Animal, DC (ie. shoes, tops, hoodies, etc, etc)
A Manchester City kit with slappy(S.Ireland) on the back
Nike or white Umbro Under Armour
Football boots,football AstroTurf, etc, etc
An England kit
A laptop
A new phone(hopefully the i phone but never going to happen)
An early Christmas present,
Bodmin town to win against Charlstown
..........
um,.....
........er,
Ah ha nothing else much apart from a Happy Christmas!!
By Connor MS
Age 10
Class 6KR
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Saturday, 6 December 2008
"The Night Before Christmas" (rewritten) by Georgia B, Age 10 Class 6KR
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The Night Before Christmas (re-written)
It was the night before Christmas, and all you could hear
Was little children saying "Christmas is nearly here."
"Time to go to bed, now children," says the maid of the house.
Everyone is asleep now, not even a sound from a mouse
The children hung their stockings by the open fire,
The one who had the biggest was little Kiya
A clattering I heard, on top of the roof,
Its Santa! and I heard a hoof
glide across my house top,
but on the centre of my roof I heard it stop.
Then I heard a thump, down the chimney he came
This routine was always the same.
I raced down stairs, I saw him come
It was Santa! It was him! It was the real one!
He filled all the stockings, three toys in each,
Each stocking so low, even little Kiya could reach.
Then he turned on his heel, up the chimney he went,
Taking with him, the card that I sent
Then just before I turned out the light,
I heard 'someone' say "Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night"
By Georgia B
Age 10
Class 6KR
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The Night Before Christmas (re-written)
It was the night before Christmas, and all you could hear
Was little children saying "Christmas is nearly here."
"Time to go to bed, now children," says the maid of the house.
Everyone is asleep now, not even a sound from a mouse
The children hung their stockings by the open fire,
The one who had the biggest was little Kiya
A clattering I heard, on top of the roof,
Its Santa! and I heard a hoof
glide across my house top,
but on the centre of my roof I heard it stop.
Then I heard a thump, down the chimney he came
This routine was always the same.
I raced down stairs, I saw him come
It was Santa! It was him! It was the real one!
He filled all the stockings, three toys in each,
Each stocking so low, even little Kiya could reach.
Then he turned on his heel, up the chimney he went,
Taking with him, the card that I sent
Then just before I turned out the light,
I heard 'someone' say "Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night"
By Georgia B
Age 10
Class 6KR
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Friday, 5 December 2008
"Christmas Poem" by Connor MS, Age 10, Class 6KR
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Christmas Poem
Snow is here and Christmas same
when this is here, summer is lame.
With mistletoe and presents
and the family is pleasant.
Baking cookies for St Nick
which one will he pick?
Christmas is full of joy
for each girl and boy.
In the season there will be sport
But when they win, prezzies will be brought.
But for all those helpful men
hot cocoa on their table,inside their den.
For presents, the shops are full
and these gifts, the remainders will pull.
In the middle of the night, there be a clatter
But no worries mum,there is no matter
for it is only Santa.
Connor MS
Age 10
Class 6KR
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Christmas Poem
Snow is here and Christmas same
when this is here, summer is lame.
With mistletoe and presents
and the family is pleasant.
Baking cookies for St Nick
which one will he pick?
Christmas is full of joy
for each girl and boy.
In the season there will be sport
But when they win, prezzies will be brought.
But for all those helpful men
hot cocoa on their table,inside their den.
For presents, the shops are full
and these gifts, the remainders will pull.
In the middle of the night, there be a clatter
But no worries mum,there is no matter
for it is only Santa.
Connor MS
Age 10
Class 6KR
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Thursday, 4 December 2008
"The attack of the beed-bots" by Connor MS, Age 10, Class 6KR
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This story is far from realistic so do not believe anything!!
The attack of the beed-bots
One winter night in the middle of December, Me, mum and dad came in from winter shopping. We were shopping for stuff to eat on Christmas day. Turkeys, stuffing, carrots, you name it we got it, but any way back to the story.
As I got out of the car the cold air whistled through my ear like opera, my goose bumps spiked up like spikes on a porcupines body and air like there was no happiness in the world. As we got in the house the first thing my mum did is turn on the heater. My dad put the football on, Manchester city was playing A C Milan in the quarters of the UEFA cup, Manchester city was my favourite team I will support them all my life and this season we had a chance of winning something (ha ha yeah right). In the end we lost, typical, I hate referees their dodgy decisions always get us out of competitions. I made a cup of tea for my mum and coffee for my dad. After a match I always do that because I like talking about the game with my family around me. We would normally put two and a half men on but we put Simpsons on.
When I went to bed I thought to my self, why was the world colder today than ever, must be something to do with global warming? I could not get to sleep that night and after a few hours I looked at my clock. I was amazed to see it was 1:00am but I still could not get to sleep on that cold night. Suddenly I noticed that it was all silent not even the wind (which was before deafening) was heard. I went to look out of my window to see if I could spot something which was stopping this howling noise. But there was no spotting to be needed, a big, shadowing creature stood in front of my window. It looked a medical, roboty thing, like the ones of Star Wars. When I looked at him the constant threat glimmered through his dark eyes. He was holding in his hand a bag with every human in our street and maybe Triningle View because the carrier was so big.
Suddenly a big metallic arm flew in to my bedroom grabbed hold of me and shoved me with all its might into the bag. Saw a few friends from Triningle and our street in there. I got my nails and ripped the bag open, we fell on to the patch of grass next to my house. At this point it was about 2:00 am so I couldn't get my friends. I had to do it on my own.
I got everybody in the bag to help. I shouted, ''Get some snowballs and fire them!'' Bob had a great shot which got him right in between the eyes and his eye balls knocked the eyes out (not a good mechanic the creator). Me and Bob quickly, as fast as we can, ran into the house to get some screws to get this sorted out. We unscrewed the box in side to rip everything out. When we did, everyone started cheering me and Bob. Me and Bob went back to our houses to get some sleep for the school day tomorrow. How are we not going to be told off for being late because no one would believe our story(ha ha).
The End
By Connor MS
Age 10
Class 6KR
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This story is far from realistic so do not believe anything!!
The attack of the beed-bots
One winter night in the middle of December, Me, mum and dad came in from winter shopping. We were shopping for stuff to eat on Christmas day. Turkeys, stuffing, carrots, you name it we got it, but any way back to the story.
As I got out of the car the cold air whistled through my ear like opera, my goose bumps spiked up like spikes on a porcupines body and air like there was no happiness in the world. As we got in the house the first thing my mum did is turn on the heater. My dad put the football on, Manchester city was playing A C Milan in the quarters of the UEFA cup, Manchester city was my favourite team I will support them all my life and this season we had a chance of winning something (ha ha yeah right). In the end we lost, typical, I hate referees their dodgy decisions always get us out of competitions. I made a cup of tea for my mum and coffee for my dad. After a match I always do that because I like talking about the game with my family around me. We would normally put two and a half men on but we put Simpsons on.
When I went to bed I thought to my self, why was the world colder today than ever, must be something to do with global warming? I could not get to sleep that night and after a few hours I looked at my clock. I was amazed to see it was 1:00am but I still could not get to sleep on that cold night. Suddenly I noticed that it was all silent not even the wind (which was before deafening) was heard. I went to look out of my window to see if I could spot something which was stopping this howling noise. But there was no spotting to be needed, a big, shadowing creature stood in front of my window. It looked a medical, roboty thing, like the ones of Star Wars. When I looked at him the constant threat glimmered through his dark eyes. He was holding in his hand a bag with every human in our street and maybe Triningle View because the carrier was so big.
Suddenly a big metallic arm flew in to my bedroom grabbed hold of me and shoved me with all its might into the bag. Saw a few friends from Triningle and our street in there. I got my nails and ripped the bag open, we fell on to the patch of grass next to my house. At this point it was about 2:00 am so I couldn't get my friends. I had to do it on my own.
I got everybody in the bag to help. I shouted, ''Get some snowballs and fire them!'' Bob had a great shot which got him right in between the eyes and his eye balls knocked the eyes out (not a good mechanic the creator). Me and Bob quickly, as fast as we can, ran into the house to get some screws to get this sorted out. We unscrewed the box in side to rip everything out. When we did, everyone started cheering me and Bob. Me and Bob went back to our houses to get some sleep for the school day tomorrow. How are we not going to be told off for being late because no one would believe our story(ha ha).
The End
By Connor MS
Age 10
Class 6KR
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Re: Brandon's newest installment of Fantastica
Brandon H has written another installment of Fantastica - "County of the Unicorns"
Because this is not on this months "Winter" theme I couldn't publish it here. However, I know many of you will want to read this latest installment and so I have published Fantastica Book 4: "County of the Unicorns" directly below November's Book 3 installment (under 'November' in Contents section).
"County of the Unicorns" can be found by clicking on the link below:
http://bodminbookworm-robartes.blogspot.com/2008/11/fantastic-book-3-gorgons-game-by.html
Just scroll down and "County of the Unicorns" can be found below book 3.
Because this is not on this months "Winter" theme I couldn't publish it here. However, I know many of you will want to read this latest installment and so I have published Fantastica Book 4: "County of the Unicorns" directly below November's Book 3 installment (under 'November' in Contents section).
"County of the Unicorns" can be found by clicking on the link below:
http://bodminbookworm-robartes.blogspot.com/2008/11/fantastic-book-3-gorgons-game-by.html
Just scroll down and "County of the Unicorns" can be found below book 3.
Wednesday, 3 December 2008
"A Poem About Christmas" by Georgia B, Age 10, Class 6KR
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A poem about Christmas
Christmas is a time where,
spirit and joy is what we share.
Calendar,trees and prezzies for me and you
there's elves, Santa and turkey too.
Ice and snow though we never get it
and candles near windows that have just been lit
and baubles and tinsel cover the tree,
that hide the presents under for you and me.
On Christmas day the wait is over
Ploughing snow with a land rover
Sitting by the fire so warm
Away from the Christmas storm!
by Georgia B
Age 10
Class 6KR
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A poem about Christmas
Christmas is a time where,
spirit and joy is what we share.
Calendar,trees and prezzies for me and you
there's elves, Santa and turkey too.
Ice and snow though we never get it
and candles near windows that have just been lit
and baubles and tinsel cover the tree,
that hide the presents under for you and me.
On Christmas day the wait is over
Ploughing snow with a land rover
Sitting by the fire so warm
Away from the Christmas storm!
by Georgia B
Age 10
Class 6KR
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