I drew some Manga doodles.
I drew some Manga doodles.
‘Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house
No laptop was whirring, nor a computer mouse.
The children were tucked up in their warm cosy beds
While dreams of tablets and scooters danced round their heads.
Mum and Dad watched a box set, on sofa sat
with hot chocolate, popcorn and Toby the cat.
A glass of milk and ginger biscuits on a plate
For a special guest on coffee table did wait.
“Let’s go to bed,” Mum said yawning, “it’s getting late.”
“Soon a visitor will be opening the gate.”
“Yes,” agreed Dad, “I have wrapped all of our gifts,
I’m glad my boss hasn’t got me working night shift.”
When the family were finally fast asleep,
In the garden landed reindeer without a peep.
And out from the sleigh that they magically lead,
stepped Father Christmas, dressed in white and red.
“Reindeer, wait here. I have some gifts to deliver.”
“I’ll be back soon. I see the snow makes you shiver.”
Then the jolly old man took out his magic key
and unlocked the front door slowly and quietly.
He was just putting our presents under the tree
When he looked up with a smile and spotted me!
I had heard a noise and crept slowly down the stair
And could hardly believe who I saw standing there.
“Sorry!” I gasped. “I didn’t know you were real.”
“I am!” He chuckled. “Will you join me in my meal?”
So we sat on the sofa and enjoyed our snack
While Toby purred happily on Santa’s lap.
“What’s it like, travelling round the world,” I asked
“each Christmas eve, it must be a difficult task?”
“I love seeing all of the countries,” he replied,
like Poland, Botswana, Japan and Paraguay.
People live in interesting homes, that’s for sure,
In tents, wooden huts, caves and on the sea shore.
All children are unique in such different ways
But with a love of toys and play, they’re all the same.”
I ate my crunchy biscuit and answered “Say,
I’ve never thought of it before in that way.
The other children might not look or talk like me,
But we all need fun, and the love of our family.”
“I must be going,” he said, “I have elf-made toys
To deliver to many little girls and boys.”
I looked out of the window to see the sleigh
With reindeers and Father Christmas, flying away.
I heard his happy call as he flew out of sight,
“Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”
Walking through the trees on tiptoe
Collecting fallen leaves.
Trying not to wake Gruffalo
Best to leave him asleep.
Finding mushrooms (or fairy seats)
You can look but don’t eat.
This twig a branch for owls to stand
Or could it be Stick Man?
The air is heavy with wood-smoke.
Hard to see but so real
There was a fairy princess called Bethany and a knight called Connor. They lived in the old castle. One day a dragon visited.
“Rarrrw.” He roared.
“Go away dragon, go away dragon, go away dragon!” Shouted Bethany.
The dragon was scared, and flew away.
Bethany and Connor had a party and then everyone went to sleep.
By Connor, age 10.
If there was one thing in this world that Felicity Fox loved, it was carrots. Roasted, mashed, or raw in a salad. Delicious. And another thing was books. Felicity made her Daddy read her at least three every day. Books about the moon; books about dragons; books about carrots. If there was a story, Felicity wanted to hear it.
It was Daddy’s day off, and he and Felicity had the whole day together before her big brother got home from school.
“Where are we going today, Daddy?”
Felicity asked her dad as they waved Fred off to school. He was so big that he walked to school with his friends.
“I think we’ll go to the library today. What do you think?” Asked her Daddy.
“Yippee! I love the library!” Shouted Felicity with glee.
She jumped on the spot four times: one, two, three, four. That’s how excited she was.
“Ok,” smiled Daddy, “let’s get the bus there.”
“Hooray!” Yelled Felicity with joy.
She clapped her paws four times: one, two, three, four. That’s how happy she was.
She loved buses. Especially red ones with an upstairs.
So, Felicity and her Daddy put on their shoes and sunglasses and ran for the bus. It wasn’t at the bus stop near their house yet: they just loved running.
Finally the bus arrived. Daddy and Felicity sat at the back, just in front of the rear window. They did not sit upstairs this time, because this bus did not have an upstairs.
They waved at the other drivers on the road as they passed. The bus driver was very fast.
“He missed out on a career in Formula one.” Said Daddy.
Felicity looked at the trees outside. One, two, three, four, five trees, all in a row.
“Whee!” Laughed Felicity as they zoomed around a roundabout.
There were lots of roundabouts in their town. Little ones, big ones, and even a magic one.
Soon they got to town and left the bus.
“I can see the library!” Squealed Felicity.
They went to the children’s section. There were lots of windows with comfy seats, so that you could sit and read. There were computers. There were thousands of books. Felicity could not count up to 1000 yet. But she knew that it was a huge number.
Felicity found a book about fairies.
“Daddy, can you read me this one please?” She asked.
“Of course.” Smiled Daddy.
So they sat on a comfy blue seat in a window and Daddy read the story about Fairies.
Felicity couldn’t read yet, but Daddy told her the title was ‘Fairies of the British Isles.’
It had lots of beautiful pictures. Felicity’s favourite was a green fairy who lives in Ireland.
After listening to that story, Felicity found three more books that she wanted to borrow from the library. One was about football; one was about frogs and the last one was called ‘Fantastic carrot recipies.’
They took the four books to the librarian to borrow them. You could use a computer to take out books, but Daddy preffered to speak to people instead of computers. He said that they were friendlier.
Behind the counter stood a lady librarian. She was also a panda.
“Look Daddy, she is a panda.” Said Felicity quite loudly.
“I am not a panda,” Replied the librarian, “I am a librarian.”
“Sorry.” Said Daddy Fox.
“See, here is my badge.” The panda pointed to a badge on her top.
“Daddy, what does that badge say?” Asked Felicity.
“It says ‘librarian’.” Answered Daddy, starting to cough.
“Oh,” Replied Felicity. “But, she is a panda.”
“I am a librarian.” Announced the panda loudly. “My name is Ms Xiongmao.”
Daddy coughed some more.
“Yes. Well, we would like to borrow these books please.” Smiled Daddy.
Felicity put the four books on the counter. One, two, three, four.
Ms Xiongmao nodded and scanned the books with her computer.
“Beep Beep Beep Beep.” Declared the computer.
“Daddy, what does that sign say?” Asked Felicity, pointing to a notice on the front of the counter.
“Library rules: 1) talk quietly, 2) no eating, 3) be polite.” Read Daddy Fox.
“Please.” Answered Felicity.
“Please what?” Asked Daddy.
“Be polite please.” Replied Felicity.
“Oh yes, I see what you mean.” Laughed Daddy.
The librarian looked over her glasses at Felicity Fox. She did not look impressed.
“Here you go, they are due back in two weeks.” Sniffed the librarian who was not a panda (but who actually was).
“Perhaps we’ll use the computers next time.” Mumbled Daddy as they left the library.
Felicity loved the library.
“Should we go and get cake now?” Wondered Daddy as they walked through town.
“Yes please!” Felicity Fox hopped on to her right foot then her left, then her right and then her left again. She was excited.
The name of the cafe was ‘The cake brothers.’
The owner of the cafe was a giraffe.
“Hello, are you a giraffe please?” Asked Felicity politely.
“Hee hee, of course I am!” Chuckled the giraffe in the cafe.
“Pleased to meet you.” Smiled Felicity.
“What a darling child you have!” Grinned the giraffe.
Daddy ordered a pot of tea and a slice of Granny Smith’s apple pie. Felicity asked for carrot juice and a slice of carrot cake. Felicity loved carrots.
After their snack, Daddy and Felicity Fox caught a green bus with the number 14 in the window, to go back home. This time they did sit upstairs because the bus had an upstairs.
Felicity loved buses.
Fairy princess Bethany had a pet unicorn. She would race Connor, who rode a horse. Connor always won the race, so Bethany said
Fairy Queen Mummy said
“Never give up. Never give up. Never give up.”
“Ok. ” Replied Bethany.
Today when Bethany raced Connor, they went over the haybales, around the little tree… but oh No! Connor’s horse suddenly stopped and Bethany’s unicorn galloped to the finish line.
“Yay, Princess Bethany is the winner!” Said King Daddy.
Bethany was given a trophy but Connor was sad.
“Connor, you can have a medal,” said Bethany.
And they lived happily ever after.
By Connor, aged 10.
Today I am grateful for the small things.
My daughter (aged 2 and 5/6ths) likes chatting as she goes to sleep. This is what she said tonight:
(Hears a noise outside.) That’s just a noisy penguin. And a turtle.
Grampy has a turtle. It’s a sandpit.
I saw Mr Potato at the library.
I went to the seaside.
That’s just me.
(Hears a noise.) That’s just Daddy.
I went to Summer’s house and we had a party.
It’s not my birthday, I’m only two.
by Laura Hunter.
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