Luke: The Lost Thing

I was walking through a tunnel with who I thought would be my owner until we saw a key in a wall, so we turned the key like it was a wind-up monkey then the wall lifted up and the sky was so bright it was like nothing I had seen ever.

We were looking at all the creatures that looked …... not normal like me so I thought I would get on pretty well here all of the creatures looked like me like they didn’t belong in the real world, so they came here like it was a world for lost things there were creatures made out of loads of things like tables, televisions and lots of different types of metal.

I was so excited to try and meet some new friends but I also feel a bit nervous in case they think I am a total freak but if I do make friends then I think life will be amazing here but something doesn’t want me to go I thought it was because I didn’t want to leave my owner well if he is my owner or should I call him the man who found me we booth looked so sad like a lost sort of look but I said my goodbyes and ran into the colour or into the world of lost things.

Madeleine: The Lost Thing

We were in a dull, grey, dark place. The boy [ my owner] twisted a little key, a robot mouse came out of a hatch in the door. All of a sudden, we entered a world that was full of colour. I was so excited but then I looked around there was only lost things. No humans just lost things like me. I knew I had to say goodbye to my human friend but I just couldn't. Finally, we said goodbye to each other and then the door closed.

When I entered this world, it was full of joy, which was weird at first because the outside world (human land) was all grey and miserable so it made everyone there grumpy as well as the scenery. It took me a few seconds for me to realise I was safe. After that, I saw lots of turrets and funny shaped houses where the lost things were having tea. I found a room which was big enough for me at this hotel where most of the creatures live. When I settled down I noticed a sign above my head it read "The retired lost things land enjoy your stay!" At that point I thought that I would enjoy it here even if it was for the rest of my life.

The next morning, I was woken up by an alarm. It wasn’t like an alarm clock. It was more like a warning. The sound was smashing through the walls at top speed. The creature next door came in it told me " This is an alarm that tells everyone that a creature capturer is coming. What happens is everyone gets grey sheets and covers the colourful patterns and we all then go into a grey hide out which is like a safe."

When I got out, it was mayhem. Everyone was doing their part to save them and their friends from being captured. Then there was the sound of footsteps coming towards the door...

A new home by Maya

Today was the day. I had to say goodbye to my friend. The funny thing was I spent all this time with him and I didn't find out his name. So, I decided just to call him Mark. Mark was a lovely chap. He looked after me and he would pay attention to me not like other people.

One morning we were walking down Main Street. I stood around innocently while Mark asked another hundred people if they knew where I came from. I spotted a building. It said home for lost creatures. It was all grey and it didn’t look very welcoming. I rang my bells and Mark turned around and I showed him. He wasn't so keen on sending me there. I agreed. But then Mark held his head high and dragged me in there. The first thing we saw was a receptionist who was constantly on the phone as these weird creatures have been popping up around the town. That was exactly what happened to me. I just lay there on the beach one day. I don't think I was from anywhere. I was just a beach monster. Once the receptionist had realised that we were there waiting for about half an hour she asked us how could she help. I thought she was being silly. It was really obvious. As you don’t open a home for strange creatures for no reason. Mark told her about our situation, but she didn’t look very interested. She handed us a clump of paperwork. Mark asked for a pen, but she said she didn’t have one. How dumb was that. As Mark searched his bag for a pen, one of the caretakers whispered under their breath that this wasn’t the right place for me. Me and Mark left instantly. The caretaker gave us a notice card with the address written on it.

We had arrived. I'm about to say goodbye to my one and only best friend. Once we said our goodbyes we walked inside. The building was sort of like a tunnel. We walked through it and met with a wooden arched door. Mark knocked. We expected the door to swing open but a small hatch opened and then a small flying wind-up mouse following on. A special machine scanned it. The door opened and our eyes glued to the place. The sun glistened in our eyes and the water rippling filed our eyes. The air smelt fresh like it had just rained but no clouds were in sight. What mostly filled the land were creatures all unique, with their own style. The place was covered in colour. It was like another world for strange, lost creatures. Land stretched for miles. Creatures looking so happy, they played freely together. I rang my bells again to tell Mark that I liked it. A tear ran down his face as he wrapped his hands around me. "Goodbye" he whispered. I shook my bells for the last time as I ran off. The doors shut.

"GOODBYE AND THANK YOU!" I shouted.

The Lost Thing Paradise by Clara

The bland, grey door opened. A world full of billions of colours, full of Lost Things just like me! I was ecstatic, my owner and I could live together in a paradise. But then I realised my owner could not live with me here. He had owners; he was not a Lost Thing. I would be lonely in this world, or alone in the human world. My eye-sensors drooped. With my claw I jangled a bell solemnly. My owner thought this meant I was happy. He backed out of the Lost Thing paradise, and flicked a switch. The door began to close, symbolising the infinite gap that will separate us for the rest of our lives. I sort of waved using my bells, and he waved back. I hoped he would be happy without me, although part of me wanted him to be so sad he would come back to rescue me.

I turned around to observe the scenery. Colours burst out at all directions. There were so many Lost Things: one had an old television screen that turned flipped to create a moving image, like a flip chart; another looked like a moving chess board, which an accordion and a robotic bird were playing chess on. A bird-cage that had a pulsing heart-like thing inside had a swan decoration on the top of it. I walked across rolling, golden hills (like a desert, only more beautiful and not as hot) I thought, and “Maybe this isn't that bad?"

Later that day, I found a house where Lost Things that were new to the area could stay for a while. It was difficult for the housekeeper to find a room big enough for me. It was ten metres tall, with a seven-metre-tall door to a bathroom. I wandered down to the communal living room and played chess with the accordion thing I had seen earlier. As I triumphantly announced, “Checkmate!” I felt like I was going to enjoy Lost Thing Paradise…

The home for misunderstood creatures. By Scarlett B

James cautiously rang the red bell on the metal door. A small bird emerged from a tiny opening underneath us. It examined us, tweeting and chirping, then hopped back through it and disappeared into the unknown world behind the door. As soon as it was shut, a huge door swung open to reveal a garden. The golden sun was blinding. Inside were many different creatures. Some big, some small. They were all so different and unique, yet they all had something in common. They were lost, misunderstood once, but they seemed to be found, or at least happy.

I looked up and saw a sign. It read, The Home For Misunderstood Creatures. Was this my home? James smiled at me, reassuring me that it was ok and that I could go. My bells shook, and I waved goodbye. Then I stepped into the garden.

It was like a new world! The creatures were all unusual. There was a chess board with legs; a flying, metal shark; a postbox with eyes, a mouth, legs and arms and many more. One thing that really stood out to me was a huge red, ball-like creature. It had 10 mint green legs sprouting out from various holes. A small, silver fan was spinning round and round. It had 2 sets of bells, on ropes, dangling down from it sides. Two tiny, red eyes were peeping out of a hatch, staring at me. Wait! Is that a ME? I went over and began chatting with it. I found out that she was called Sara. We immediately got along and became best friends.

The Best Day Ever by Clara, Stuart and Darcie

“Well, this is disappointing,” huffed Mum, staring at the dreadful room. The walls were encrusted with dirt. The estate agent was driving away, while shouting “You can move in today!” Dad rolled his eyes. Upstairs, the house was no better. The bathroom had horrible bright green tiles, no bath, and a trickling shower. A cracked toilet looked like it could fall apart at any second. Jerry and Stephanie’s rooms were exactly the same size (they were very small). Henry (the dog) whined at the depressing, ripped-up dog bed.

The next day, after a very uncomfortable night’s sleep, Mum and Dad set about repainting the house. Jerry and Stephanie took Henry for a walk (they were extremely bored). While Mum and Dad were taking off the previous paint, they discovered a secret oak-panelled door. “That’s odd…” exclaimed Dad. They tried to open the door, but it wouldn’t budge.

When Stephanie, Jerry and Henry arrived home, Mum and Dad showed them the door. They thought it was really suspicious, and Jerry was terrified. Stephanie sighed, grabbed the door-handle, and pushed it. It opened with a loud click. Gasping in wonder, they looked at the magnificence of its contents…

The door opened into an amazing room, it was a parallel version of their own house, only much more luxurious. There were at least twenty diamond-encrusted phones lying on the grand table. “Wow!” screamed the children, rushing to grab a phone each. Ancient tapestries decorated the pastel blue walls. “I call the biggest bedroom!” shouted Stephanie and Jerry, sprinting upstairs.

 All bedrooms were the same size (the size of the other house). “I have a pink laptop,” exclaimed Stephanie, “And it is the latest version.” The walls were wallpapered with light pink roses. She had her own bathroom, with hot pink towels. White shelves held all the things she most wanted: bags full of make-up, five brand-new pairs of high heels and one million pounds worth of jewellery.

Meanwhile, in Jerry’s bedroom, posters of Star Wars characters hung everywhere. Even his bed had a duvet cover of a Stormtrooper. Jerry had a dark blue laptop, with a screen cover of the Star Wars sign. In his wardrobe was a Yoda costume designed for Henry (their husky). Gazing in wonder at the priceless Star Wars figurines, Jerry called out to his family, “This is the best room ever!” Mum and Dad knew at that moment, they were going to make a lot of memories there.

Back to the past by Scarlett, Alycia and Jakub

“Are we nearly there?” I moaned, “It seems like we have been on this plane for years!”     
“Be patient Holly,” said mum, over the sound of my 4 year old brother Timmy being sick. He got very travel sick - especially on planes - and it was driving us crazy. We had been on the plane for over 3 hours, so we were all a bit bored.  We were heading to Crete, in Greece. It had been where my mum had grown up.

Mum and dad had a huge argument back in London, and it had made my mum decide to leave him. She thought this was the perfect chance for her to take us to live in Crete. I was very disappointed to be leaving my BFF Mia, but after I googled our new property, I instantly fell in love with it. I was mesmerized by the size of it, and the massive pool in the garden. Although the home had a few modern pieces, it was an old place, with a hint of mystery to it.

“You have now landed in Crete airport. Please remember to take all of your belongings with and take care when exiting the plane.” We were officially in Crete. There was no turning back…

  We frantically grabbed our luggage from the carousel, as we had to race to grab the only free taxi outside. I danced out of the turning doors into the unfamiliar humid air. My legs were wobbly like jelly after spending almost 4 hours on a cramped plane. I was so glad to be off it. The taxi ride was quick, and before we knew it, we were turning the corner to our new street. As soon as we saw it I didn’t know what to think. Hundreds of different thoughts were racing around my head. Did I like it? Is this it? The house was huge! It was also so terrifying it sent shivers down my spine. Moss engulfed the old brick walls, and crumbling dark oak trees loomed overhead, placing a permanent shadow over the house. The garden was not visible from where we were. This house was VERY different to the picture. Thanks a lot for tricking me Google!

I cautiously turned the handle of the creaky door. It swung open to reveal a spacious living room. It had hard wood flooring, making the room feel freezing cold. The walls were smothered in Victorian wallpaper; it looked like one of my Nan’s dresses. There was no furniture, only a fire place. I walked on towards it, and the floorboards screeched under my feet. I swept my hands over the wooden mantelpiece on top of the fire place. My hand emerged, covered in years’ worth of dust. On either side of it, were two ornaments. They were creepy dolls. They looked like they were staring at me, beckoning me to touch them. Should I? Oops! I suddenly slipped on the wooden floor, kicking the doll whilst falling. A deafening, high pitched scream filled my ears. It was painful. It didn’t last long, but it couldn’t be over quick enough for me. I wondered if it was just in my head, but I will never know because there was nobody else in the house. My mum and brother had gone out to investigate the neighbourhood and our new neighbours in the surrounding houses. Eventually, the noise stopped, and I got to my feet and straightened my skirt. When I looked at the fire place, the doll was stood up, in its original place, but the fireplace was twisted back. There was a large hole in the wall, just big enough for me to crawl through. It was tempting. Too tempting. I just couldn’t resist. I went in, head first, not daring to think what my mum would say.

It was like a portal to a whole new world. The first thing I saw was a lady about twenty years old. She was having a conversation with a man. He looked about the same age. Her hair was long, down past her shoulders, and it was a glistening brown, with blond highlights on the ends. The man had short blonde hair and emerald green eyes. Wait, she looks familiar. So does he. Is that, MUM and DAD? It is them! Then, before I could fully grasp what I was seeing, a flash of blue light blinded me. The setting changed. It still had mum and dad in it, but now they had a little toddler with them. Me! I was short and cute, especially as I was giggling at a joke that dad just made. Mum was pregnant! That must be Timmy.  I shout at them but they can’t hear me. It was like they were trapped in a bubble of the past, and I was just a bubble blowing past them in the wind. I saw a button on a wall, and instinctively pressed it, unknowing of the consequences it might bring. They sped up, going in super-fast motion. I watched myself grow, from toddler, to child, to now. I saw mum giving birth to baby Timmy. I saw so many happy moments, that I will never forget. I also saw not so good things, tthings that I wish I could forget. The argument. I had heard mumbling from the other room when it had happened, but I had never heard the details, and the reasons. Mum had refused to tell me and so I didn’t go on. Now I know the real reason. It was all my fault. I was the one who broke them up and caused us to flee our old home. I cried, and cried. I didn’t want to watch, but I couldn’t tear away my eyes. It was all because of my love for mum. I had always hated dad. He was mean to me and Timmy and hated Timmy. One day I stood up to him. He didn’t like it at all. Dad hurt me. He beat me. I could look any more so I just walked away.

I’m sure I could get used to this house. Soon it could turn to a home.

Lexi's review of Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll

Alice in Wonderland, which is written in the third person, tells the surreal tale of a girl named Alice (the main character) falling through a rabbit hole into a fantasy world populated by peculiar creatures in which she finds many friends. As events unfold, each more bizarre than the next, Alice begins to realize there is more to people than it may seem. When faced with insanity, can Alice stay true to herself and remain 'normal'?

In the story Alice considered herself to be the only 'ordinary' character out of the many creatures/people she meets over a time period of a day. Time and time again during the story you see Alice stay with her own firm opinions, even though Wonderland would make me question myself about my beliefs. Reading this book, I felt excited and a bit scared, however it was so interesting I had to finish it. I found the Mad Hatter the most interesting because there was so much about him the author didn’t explain and I wanted to know more. I liked the fact it didn’t make very much sense as things didn't really follow on from each other.

I loved the setting and how mysterious the White Rabbit and Wonderland are. My favourite part of the story was when Alice grew and shrunk after eating and drinking a magical cake and potion because it is so unusual and dreamlike. I wonder what Lewis Carroll's inspiration for this story was? I would definitely recommend this book as it was a great read and led me to find out all kinds of new vocabulary I could use in my writing. Next, I want to read more about Alice's adventures in 'Alice Through the Looking Glass'.

Ella's Review of Matilda by Roald Dahl

Matilda is a young girl who lives at home alone because her Mum leaves her to play bingo and her Dad goes to work with her brother Michael selling broken cars. Matilda is left alone to learn how to cook and clean. However, her brother is indulged. Luckily for her, Miss Honey comes to the rescue and adopts her for good.

Matilda's life at home was hard for a five-and-a-half-year-old, but she managed to find a way at home. She taught herself how to cook, clean, wash up, read and lots more every day challenges for a five-year-old. When her parents got home all they would do was watch tv until one day Matilda finally convinced her parents to let her go to school where she met kind teacher Miss Honey. When Miss Honey saw Matilda, she noticed she was different and smarter which made her special. Matilda showed her recently discovered and unusual powers. Miss Honey came to the rescue and adopted Matilda from her horrible parents Mr and Mrs Wormwood.

This book covered Matilda's whole life up till she was six and a half years old, which is weird because the book is so small but her life was so big. In the story I liked it how the start of the story was slow and it built up to be more exciting as the story went on. All the events followed on from each other and as the story unfolded I could predict what was going to happen, which made me feel excited.

The main characters were Matilda, Mr and Mrs Wormwood, Miss Honey and Miss Trunchball, the Headmistress. Matilda was a sweet, smart and caring girl, while her parents were liars and cheats who were so disgusted that she was different. Miss Honey was the nicest person you will ever meet and loved Matilda with all her heart, but on the other hand Miss Trunchball was the strictest person in the world and hated children.

I liked how Roald Dahl described Mr Wormwood as a mean crooked crook. I Found Miss Honey the most interesting as her past was so bad but by the end of the book, she had got her house back and better wages and was happy. I think Miss Honey developed to see life from other people's perspectives. On the other hand, Miss Trunchball the Headmistress of the school hated children and punished them by putting them in The Chokey. The Chokey was a narrow cupboard that is 10 inches square with broken glass sticking out of the walls and nails in the door and you cannot sit or squat, so it is a very uncomfortable and scary punishment. 

The story was written in third person as it was describing Matalida's life. I liked how it described the setting where ever she went, although in the story it didn’t really describe her or the other character's feelings in detail. I thought it was a good story because it was entertaining to read. My favourite part of the book was when Miss Honey adopts Matilda, because it is when the story ends happily ever after.

When I was reading this story, I felt that I could not put the book down. After I read the book, I felt happy because I had read it, but sad it was finished. From the book I learnt that you should not judge people before knowing them. I would recommend this book to other people as I enjoyed because the characters were so interesting and well written.  I think other people will like it too. I would read other books by Roald Dahl as his books are so creative and wonderful. 

Clara's Review of R.J.Palacio’s Book ‘Wonder’

In Wonder, August Pullman (Auggie), a boy with facial disfigurement, starts fifth grade (Year 6) at Beecher Prep Middle School in New York City. August meets Jack Will on his first visit to the school, and they get on well. However, Julian Albans teases Auggie and makes fun of him, while being nice to him in front of adults. Things come to a head on Halloween, when August hears Jack and Julian with a few others talking about his face. At the end of the year, on a trip, August is picked on by older boys, but Jack and some other boys, previously Julian’s friends, come to his rescue. And as they say, all’s well that ends well. The story is about August’s journey through the first year of middle school, making friends and enemies. The book covers from the first term of school to graduation day. The book shows that although August does not look normal, he goes through life mostly like every other child. The opening of the story shows an insight to August’s world, as he explains he may not look normal, but inside he is completely like everyone else. The events of the story followed on in chronological order, with one or two flashbacks at the beginning. It flowed smoothly, and each chapter ended in a way that made you want to read the next.

The main characters in this book are August and his friends and family (Via, Mum, Dad, Jack and Summer). At the beginning, August is quite dependent on his family, and was a recluse and rarely went out. However, at the end, August is a lot more independent. Most of the characters learn an important lesson: Jack and Summer (August’s best friends) learn not to judge a book by its cover, Via (August’s sister) learns that it is alright to want to know people without them knowing August, and August’s parents learn not to keep him from the outside world. August is described in detail by Via, ‘His eyes are about an inch below where they should be on his face,’ ‘He doesn’t have eyebrows or eyelashes,’ ‘He doesn’t have cheekbones.’ I thought Via was the most interesting character because I could empathise with everything she said. Also, I felt sorry for her, having to grow up faster than everyone else because her parents needed to focus on August. As the story develops, she quite enjoys high school, where there were not many people who knew her, and, therefore, knew August. She gets a boyfriend, called Justin, but does not have many friends. Her two best friends from middle school, Miranda and Ella, abandon her and do everything together.

This book is written in first person, and moves between narrators every few chapters. This is important because you can see someone’s actions with another person’s viewpoint, and see someone else and what they thought of it. Sometimes the setting was described in detail, like in the school, and sometimes it was not. Feelings were described in detail sometimes, too, although sometimes it was not. I think this was a good story, as it was interesting to read, and taught you that even the most unusual people can be just like you on the inside. My favourite moment in the story is when, on a trip, August is bullied but lot of people in his year come to the rescue, because it is the moment that August finds out that people do like him. I do not think there was anything that could be improved.

I think the author had a reason to tell this story because it is a true story and it teaches children to be tolerant. During reading it, I felt intrigued to know more and live in the story. After reading it, I felt saddened I had reached the end, and I did not want it to end. I also felt like I had changed, because while reading the book, I laughed when August laughed, and cried when he cried. It was like August had become a part of me. I would recommend this book to children or adults because it makes you look at what you have in life and be proud and grateful for it. I would read other books by this author.

Tyler S - Book Review of Demon Dentist by David Walliams

This book is about an evil dentist who eventually tries to cook people and uses their teeth for decoration. Her name is Miss Root. She uses special toothpaste to rot children's teeth and leaves bad items under their pillow!  Alfie along with his friend called Gabz found out what she did and with the help of his dad slays the witch.

The book cover makes you want to look further into the book. This story is definitely unusual and can't happen in real life. The story was boring to start with then goes up and down from there. There are some interesting bits like when the dentist turns into a skeleton.

The main characters in this book were the evil dentist and the boy called Alfie. Other important characters were the boy's friend Gabz, his dad and the social worker called Winnie. The dentist was pure evil. The boy was clever and also nice because he looked after his dad who was in a wheelchair. When he had hardly any food he would give most of it to his dad. The most interesting character in the book was Miss Root because you didn't know what she was going to do next. She got more evil as the story went on and even turned into a skeleton. Alfie did not like the social worker at first because he was scared of her. By the end of the book he cared for her and lived with her when his dad died.

The story was written in third person. This was not important because it still tells the same story. This story makes you imagine what everything looks like but also with some pictures. I think this was not a very good story because it was a bit slow and too long. I prefer shorter stories. My favourite part was when the evil dentist turned into a skeleton.  I think they should have left some things out to shorten the story. I think the police should have killed her. It didn't make sense that the skeleton needed to breathe and could see. I was glad when it finished because it was too long. The book was fiction so it taught me nothing. It did not make me scared to go to the dentist because I know it is not real. If you like reading books I would recommend this book as it has a good surprising ending. I would read other books by David Walliams depending on what other choice there was. 

Tegan's Book review about Dog Zombies Rule by Liz Pichon

Plot

In this story a boy has been asked to look after his friends pet and he says yes.This story is about a boy who is in a band called dog Zombies rule and he look after a pet hamster called Marble. This book took 4 hours to read and is quite interesting. The book was like your normal life in a book to most young boys. The opening to the book was really dramatic, when I first opened the book I was like WOW what`s he so excited for then when I finally got into the book I understood why he was so excited.

Characters

The main character is a boy called Tom Gates he loves animals and he really wanted a pet and because his friend offered him to look after his hamster Marble he was happy. The characters are nice except for the boy called Marcus he's really annoying. I found Tom the most enjoyable one because he likes to annoy his older sister Delia and he loses control of Marble at night because he's nocturnal and he keeps Tom awake all night and he said that his face looks like a potato when he wakes up. The character didn't change as the story went on.

Comments on style

 The story was written in first person the whole way through the story. The first person is important to the story because they're talking about a individual life of a specific boy. The story was good I enjoyed it I have read it four  times now. My favourite part of the story is where Tom gets woken up in he night by Marble. 

General

During the story I was laughing at the parts where they was doing something silly. I would recommend this book to people because its funny. I would read the rest of the the Tom Gates books .

Maddie's Book Review about Diary of a Wimpy Kid the Getaway by Jeff Kinney

The book was about Greg's family who went abroad over the period of the Christmas holidays. They

didn't want to stay at home because Greg's parents kept fighting and getting stressed out and his

dad hated being out in the cold shovelling the snow. Greg was the only one who wanted to stay at

home but he didn't have a choice and so they went on holiday to Isla de Corales which is the place

where his parents went for their honeymoon.

His parents wanted to stay in the same building where they stayed on their honeymoon but the lady

at reception said that the resort has changed since they’d last been there. The resort was now split

in two halves; the wild side and the mild side. Where they stayed on their honeymoon was now in

the wild side. Greg's family had to stay on the Mild side because no children were allowed on the

Wild side.

This book is number 12 in the series, but none of them are following on. Each book covers parts of

his life and like the other books and they are about a small part of the year in his life.

The book is about the holiday and everywhere they go something wrong or bad happens like: when

one little bird distracts the family while they were sat at a table outside; when the family are

distracted the other birds from the trees above swooped down and stole their food. There Iguanas

that wander around the resort on the Mild side and that scared Greg from ever going in the pool on

their holiday. Another part of the book is about something that happened with a spider and Greg but

you will only find out what happens if you get the book...

The main character is the wimpy kid called Greg and his family and friends who are: Rodrick, who is

his older brother; Manny, who is his younger brother; Rowley, who is his best and only friend and

Greg's parents. Rodrick is very mean and mischievous to Greg and Manny is very nosey and mean as

well. His parents are okay with Greg but sometimes can be quite disturbing and mean to him. I do

not have a favourite character because in the different stories I like different characters at different

times.

The story was written in the first person. If it wasn't in first person it wouldn't be a diary entry and it

would just be a story. The scene setting was described in detail for example it told how they went

through the snow and how cold it is for them. There were lots of feelings described in the book for

example: 'Well, my family just got back from holiday, and believe me, if I could've stayed home, I

WOULD'VE. But I didn't have a choice' clearly showed he was annoyed. It was a good story because

it drew you in every page and every page I turned I got even more excited. My favourite moment in

the story was when they always got caught wherever they went or whatever they did when they

were on holiday. I like the way the characters are in all the books and I wouldn't want to change

anything at all.

Jeff Kinney is probably basing the story on his own life and memories and just spun his own holidays

around to make it more fun for readers to read. I feel I am part of the book whilst I am reading it but

now after I've finished it I really want to read it again and wish I hadn't read it too quickly. I have

learnt from this book that everyone is different and like different things but it's always better to

listen to your parents. I would recommend this book because it is fun to read and Jeff Kinney is an

amazing author and my convincing reason is if you really like Tom Gates or Dork Diary you would

really like this book! Also, if you have read one of Jeff Kinney's other books you will also like this one

as well. I LOVE ALL THE DIARY OF A WIMPY KID BOOKS BY JEFF KINNEY!!

Poetry

Over the last few days we have been writing free verse poetry inspired by photographs we took in the school grounds.
The following posts are a sample of some of the work we have produced so far.

The odd tree log by Alexander

The Odd Tree Log

If I’m right,

You’ll question why,

I have taken a photo of this.

 But if you see it correctly,

You will see lots of things,

Like a spider,

That has too many legs.

Or a person,

With tentacles,

And an eye in his stomach.

The War by Samuel

The gunman were protecting,

The wall was defending,

From the war going on

It was no place to have fun.

As the baby leaves waited for their parents,

Behind the great wall,

Some parents never to be seen again.

In the great war against the wood,

The children screamed, “Mom!” and “Dad!”

But nobody would answer, it was leaves versus wood.

Nature at war, made more destruction than humans could.

The leaves by Jakub

 

The bushy leaves swishing in the background,

All you can hear is swish, swish.

Children playing on the playground, leaving me in peace.

But later they come to the hide-out,

Some snap twigs,

Some fix them.

Some never bother to come inside.

They clean, they make it dusty.

The Colourful Tree by Olivia W

The Colourful Tree

The purple leaves are dangling,

On the tree with their friends

Their colours shine in the sun.

When the leaves fall,

They soon grow back

Their lives are never ending.

By Olivia W

The Colourful Tree by Olivia D

The Colourful Tree

Lots of beautiful purple leaves dangling,

On the tree with the others leaves.

Waiting to fly away,

It’s very peaceful and calming in there,

These bright leaves are shining.

From the tree,

I would relax in there.

When they fly away,

They never come back

by Olivia D

The Drifting Feather by Maddie

The Drifting Feather by Maddie

The spine flows like a meandering river,

So does the floating feather in the wind.

The stripes are like a raccoon’s body,

Black and grey pushes the white over the moon.

Feathers drift off everywhere, except for one,

The young feather sits there,

Unable to move.

 It wishes it could fly,

It had lots of friends

Not anymore,

They grew up and left it,

All sorrow and alone in the mud

wishing it was old enough,

Wishing

Wishing,

Wishing.

The Angel looks by Grace N & Millie

The Angel looks.

The colourful leaves looked like an Angel,

Staring out its window.

Like everyone are the citizens,

And it is the hero.

It brings luck to everyone,

Its graceful

Like a swan.

The crescent moon,

Making sure it does no bad,

It did not,

So it was glad.

By Grace N & Millie

The Orange Leaf by Grace C and Amaleigh

The bright yellow sun shines down on the orange leaf.

In the distance, suddenly it starts to rain.

All the wildlife runs for shelter,

All of a sudden, it stops raining.

Then eventually all the animals come out and play.

FEATHER ( BY TEGAN AND DARCIE)

Once there lay a dullish feather,

With a lifetime spirit,

Who would’ve thought in autumn,

You would find this very special merit.

This feather is long and thin,

With a dirty smooth texture,

It is black, white and grey,

But blacker than ever.

 if you saw this you would feel sad

But you would never be mad

As Green... by Ella

As Green as the freshly mowed grass,

As tall as the highest cloud in the sky.

In the distance calling in the wind.

They slowly peer protecting guarding,

The tiny tree.

As red as a flame in the wind.

Ella

Spaghetti Petals by Clara

Spaghetti petals by Clara

 

As golden as a gleaming trophy,

Spaghetti petals wait.  
Nectar shyly hides from sight,

Spaghetti petals wait.

Petal soldiers protect nectar,

Spaghetti petals guard.

Babies crouch from the spotlight,

Spaghetti petals guard.

All the petals hold a feast,

Spaghetti petals dance.

Babies sing a silent song,

Spaghetti petals dance. 

The Small Tree by Courtney

The small tree

By Courtney

As colourful as a rainbow,

As green as the grass.

As bright as the sun.

It grows.

And it dies.

The Midnight Sky by Carter and Stuart

The Midnight Sky

From an eye of a person

To the pattern on some wood,     

With a spiral circling the pupil of an eye

The pupil is black as the midnight sky.

by Carter and Stuart

Autumn is here by Maya and Scarlett

AUTUMN IS HERE! 
BY MAYA W AND SCARLETT B

It is day.
The sunny summer sky has turned grey.
The silver blanket of fog has just settled in.
And the usual sun bling has faded.
Murky maroon shaved wood surrounds the leafy collage on the floor.
On this new day out in the moor.
When I step out in the air,
I feel the cold in my hair.
I take another step and freeze,
As the first conker of the season falls from the trees.
As it hits the moist grass,
The cosy emerald shield cracks in two .
The only thing I have to do,
Is to collect conkers,
Through and through.
Autumn is here!
So I cry a happy tear.

The Dandelion's Mum by Alycia and Natasha

The Dandelion’s mum

The lonely little dandelion was watching the sun staring

 and waiting for his mum.

He waited and waited,

That was all he could do.

As the day went on,

The sun went down.

 His mum was out to find some more sun.

She never came back.

As the Dandelion grew

He shot up quick and watched the sun.

He saw his mum,

She was the sun.

Alycia and Natasha