Night Sky

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by Elsie aged 12

A galaxy of stars in the night sky

is miles above my head,

I see it twinkling, sparkling,

Like tiny dots I see the stars,

Purple, blue, red,

I see it as a tiny swirl in humongous space,

But really it is giant in an even more giant place,

Her sparkling draws me in,

I want to see more,

I want to travel up there,

To see the galaxy’s glory.

My Self

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by Nikita Guillemois aged 8

My self is kind

helpful

interesting to talk to

Also a very good friend.

My self is a superhero

beautiful

AND a singer.

How to Draw an Alien?

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by Levi aged 8

There is only one step.
Step 1: Draw it!
The end.

(Credit to my friend Ben)

Sun Time Fun Time

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by Elsie aged 12

(song/poem)

Based on Shotgun by George Ezra

Standing on the beach,
Where sand meets sea,
The water touches my feet,
I walk further in,
Until it’s deep,
I cool down instantly,

I’ll be in the sea,
Under the hot sun,
Having lots of fun,
Woah oh
I’ll be in the sea,
Diving underneath,
Dodging seaweed,
Woah oh

The sun shining down, parching me,
Jellyfish floating around,
My feet,
The waves coming in,
Choppy,
Woah oh

Standing on the beach,
Where sand meets sea,
The water touches my feet,
I walk further in,
Until it’s deep,
I cool down instantly,

I’ll be in the sea,
Under the hot sun,
Having lots of fun,
Woah oh
I’ll be in the sea,
Diving underneath,
Dodging seaweed,
Woah oh

Building sandcastles,
Up high,
Riding waves,
Falling off of the side,
On my board,
Woah oh

Standing on the beach,
Where sand meets sea,
The water touches my feet,
I walk further in,
Until it’s deep,
I cool down instantly,

I’ll be in the sea,
Under the hot sun,
Having lots of fun,
Woah oh
I’ll be in the sea,
Diving underneath,
Dodging seaweed,
Woah oh

I’ll be in the sea,
Under the hot sun,
Having lots of fun,
Woah oh
I’ll be in the sea,
Diving underneath,
Dodging seaweed,
Woah oh
Woah ohh

What a Plastic Bag Wants to Tell You

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by Pragun aged 12

There are billions like me –
as many as the number
of people on this planet.

But don’t be worried.
There will be more soon.
You produce me like
there’s no end to this.

You should be thinking
That I should be happy
More like me – more fun.

But to be honest,
don’t you think now’s
a little too much?

Why do Chickens Cluck?

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by Levi and Dad aged 8 and 55

There are a lot of reasons why:
1. Because their English is very bad!
2. Because they like acting stupidly!
3. Because they aren’t people
And they can’t drive a truck!
4. Because they may be schmucks!

Why do chickens cluck?
Maybe it’s just …
Bad Luck !!!!

Poem About Me

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by Levi aged 8

I play Roblox
And Minecraft
I watch YouTube
My favourite YouTuber is EthanGamer
Check him out
I like holidays
I’m smart
But I don’t know everything
My favourite film is Captain Underpants
Because it’s so funny
I like video games
Like I said at the begining of this poem
This is the poem about ME!

Untouchable

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by Harshita Das aged 12

Inspired from the legend of Tantalus
It’s excruciating to have something untouchable
Something that is right there, but out of reach
Tantalizingly close, yet miles away
Tantalus knows all about it I’m sure
A Greek legend
In the underworld, punishment for his sins
Tantalus was made to stand in a lake
With a tree of delicious fruits
But he couldn’t reach them
Because the lake would gush back
And the fruits would recoil at his touch

Having something untouchable
Is more painful
Than having nothing at all

Perpetual Turmoil

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by Harshita Das aged 12

Perpetual Turmoil
She went around the building, screaming at her employees
Tired, not physically but mentally
Endless money in her gold-filled vault
Didn’t seem to satisfy
And now she no longer knew what she wanted

He looked from the window and outside
Harvest time had come around
And the crops glittered like dandelions
He worked hard for little money
But had a certain peace in him

Although he might have gained money
He knew that with it came responsibility
Responsibility to make decisions that could change the world
And he never wanted to be a part of perpetual turmoil