James and the Phoenix
and Clever Creatures
n Once there lived a boy called James. He lived with his dad in an isola hut in a forest where nobody dared go. His mother had died many years ago in a bad car accident, so they moved out of the city to somewhere that nobody knew about. But James’s life wasn’t all bad, he liked living in the hut with his dad and Ruby. After finishing home school (his dad home schooled him) he went out and explored the vast wilderness, filled to the brim with exotic plants and animals. However much he explored there was always more to go, but one day he stumbled across a mysterious object. It was round and looked like an elongated ostrich egg. Crack! James jumped, it sounded like something was trying to break out of the egg. Crack! There it was again. Crack! And again; until suddenly he saw a beak break out. It was too wide to be a robin’s, too narrow to be a sparrow’s and too long to be eagle’s; it was like nothing he had seen before. CRACK! The crack was so oud it shook the forest, then he saw it: a fiery bird broke out, it was the most beautiful thing he had every seen. It soared above the clouds, its wings gleamed and glistened in the sun. It raced across the sky fluttering its majestic wings, as it flew James followed. He sprinted as fast as he could, trying to keep up with it, until…
The Misunderstood Dragon
n Tom waited. Silence. He waited some more. He was sure someone would burst into his room at any moment shouting “Happy Birthday” but no one came because no one remembered. Tom’s heart was an endless pot of sadness as he lay in bed remembering all the stories his father had told him years past before he’d died. He remembered the story of a wild dragon that his father had met in the woods when he was a small boy. People had warned in of the dragon: a mythical creature with eyes that burnt red and wings stained with the blood of the children he had eaten. But that wasn’t true: the dragon was kind, wise and totally misunderstood. Tom never believed in the dragon but that morning alone in bed, he needed to know if the dragon existed. Tom threw his essentials, a pocket torch, a blunt penknife and a half-filled water bottle into a compact military backpack and set off. It was early and the sun had woken up, the path to the woods beckoned him in. Tom wandered through the army of towering trees as they stood to attention for what seemed like eternity. Darkness crawled behind him as the sky’s bruise spread. After walking for hours Tom began to get hungry and thirsty, he stumbled across the opening to a small cave and he entered cautiously and then slumped in a heap and almost instantly to sleep. He awoke an hour or so later with a coat of slippery warmth curled around his shoulders.
The trees divided as he ran until there were none left and what he saw was…
He saw endless clouds of black, long crushing smoke. He saw gigantic lakes of oil filled with dead fish. He saw thousands of tree stumps. The horror that he saw went on forever. He couldn’t believe his eyes, it was horrific! He thought to himself “why would a place like this exist?” He carried on following the phoenix until he found the source of the problem. Towers taller than mountains, lights brighter than the blue sun. A world filled with tech, there is a no space for animals. A world full of tech is not the best world.
He was surrounded by the largest most magnificent winged creature he’d ever seen. He was covered in scales as
By Oscar B (Year 5)
Zach W (Year 4)
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