I go fishing with my great uncle
He catches a lot
Whiting, bream, leather jackets and flatheads
Lorikeets were all white birds; they were accustomed to getting picked on for how white they were.
One day a lorikeet went for his morning fly, flapping his wings in the breezes. Out of nowhere, he saw a rainbow! He’d heard a story; if you go through the rainbow you will get colours.
He thought, “It’s a white lie.”
He was in a hurry. He dashed through the rainbow.
I wish that I could change into a dog
It would be a Labrador
It would be called Geoffrey
the colour chocolate
Cos that is my favourite
I want to become like one of those
who round the stadium go running with the best teams,
with the roar of the crowd like the
noise at a live Heavy Metal Concert.
The car driver signs the autographs
while flashing cameras are at him.
The footballer shows his skills at ball
while others watch in fascination.
Harry is being quiet.
Monty is being quiet.
Harry scratched the door.
Monty scratched the door.
Monty scratched the couch.
I opened the door.
By Thomas – Year 1 – 24.5.18
What is your dream young man?
Would it be the art of soccer?
A famous player running on excitement and nerves, audience watching.
Or could it be the art of guitar playing?
On a big stage, music vibrating, audience having fun?
Drummer, singer, bass, you’d make a great band.
Oh, I know what it is….
A fabulous car racer?
Let’s go! What car will I have today?
Nah too flashy.
Nah even more flashy,
How about an Aston Martin?
I’ll take that.
And after this?
I will drive in my new Aston Martin.