Gone by Jess and Nuala

My name is Grace.I have brown hair and I am 10. I have a mum and a brother.It all started when I took my dog Rover for a run in the park. On the way Rover met another dog,a small, fluffy one. A Cockerpoo I think. As the dogs met me and the owner started chatting. Very soon the dogs got bored and ran into a bush, we didn't realise. I called for the dogs but unlike the other dog, Rover didn't come! He was gone.

Bubbles by Lucy Wilson

Bubbles, bubbles everywhere, everywhere you look everywhere you walk bubbles, bubbles everywhere!!! If I popped them would I drown or would I stay alive? I don't know? Bubbles, bubbles everywhere!

The Flamooligan by Rachel and Megan

n the forest there was a big, fat Flamooligan. The Flamooligan looked like a turnip. He lived in a tiny house that looked like a potato.He liked eating cheese. One day there was a knock at the door. He opened the door and there was a cheese with legs. "What are you doing here?" asked Flamooligan. The cheese said nothing. "Come in for some tea," said Flamooligan. The cheese came in. "I call you Cheeseyman!" exclaimed Flamooligan. Cheeseyman didn't have arms or a mouth and found it very tricky to drink the tea. So Cheeseyman went home.

Silence by Edi

I sat there. All I needed was to be on my own.I could hear my friends giggling.

The Jewel by Anna and Summer

The beautiful jewel glistened in the morning air. Many people had picked it up only to find it had turned into a rock! The jewel obviously didn't want to be owned. Men from all over the world came to try this jewel in hope of it staying as it should. Soon it was said anybody who could take it would instantly be crowned king! One day a young man came to see the jewel but the jewel seemed to have had enough. So as soon as the man touched it the jewel vanished!

Irreversible by Izzy

Once there was a girl called Zoe . She was always naughty and getting into trouble. One day she went into the park . Then she saw a light . It was so bright it hypnotised Zoe.As she stumbled around she fell down a rabbit hole like in Alice in wonderland . Down , Down,Down. Then with a thud she landed and came face to face with a three headed giant. As she was now back to normal she easily found the door. When she got out nobody beloved her story .It was irreversible

Thank you

The Headteacher was stunned by the enthusiastic response to the suggestion that visitors to the exhibition might contribute to the blog. Clearly, the Festival of Literacy had inspired parents and pupils alike to delve into the creative caverns of their minds, and to revel in the thrill of word play. Such artistry! Is it possible to tell from the posts below whether they were written by adults or by children? Will we ever know? Does it matter? The Headteacher thanked everyone for their response, and wondered: what next?
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