Once upon a time there lived 3 bears: Baby Bear, Mummy Bear and Daddy Bear. Mommy Bear decided to make porridge but Mommy Bear said, “it’s too hot!”  So they went to the forest, meanwhile,  a girl called Goldilocks entered the Bears’ house and ate all the porridge. The Bears returned and Goldilocks ran back home.

THE END

Without you:

Without you I’m like,

A camel with no humps,

An aeroplane with no wings,

An elephant with no trunk.

Without you I’m like,

A frog with no lily pad,

A car with no engine,

A giraffe without a  long neck.

For whatever I do,

You always understand,

So imagine life without YOU!

Suddenly… CRASH!BANG! BOOM! Elektra the witch was jumping with rage because once again, someone had been mean to her about her looks. She had horrible, green skin with disgusting, hideous warts all over her face. She also had a nose as bumpy as a road and it was as long as a stick. Elektra had a disgusting appearance, but she was a kind-hearted witch.  

“Oh, how I wish I had some friends because I am so lonely.” Elektra said while she  walked to her cauldron. Then she noticed that there was a black cat sitting next to the cauldron and it was staring at her.

“You could be my best friend.” Exclaimed Elektra. She got her spell book and added in some: perfume, flowers, sunlight and some rain. Then she said her spell and it went like this:’ Make magic, make anything.’  Suddenly… the cat came to life!

 “Come on sit on my broomstick and we will go for a ride.” said Elektra, happily.

TO BE CONTINUED…

How can I get emotions?

How can I get happy, sad, angry or grumpy?

I’m like the scarecrow from ‘ The Wizard Of Oz ‘

I have no heart! I have no emotions.

I’ve put on creamy lotions.

I’ve even tried drinking toxic potions.

What ever I do, it just dosen’t work!

Let’s face it!

I HAVE NO EMOTIONS!

By Riya

Once upon a time there lived a fox called Honey that met chicken in 1986. The fox wanted to find the chicken because he was his best friend.But then the fox saw the chicken then the fox thought the chicken was food …SNAP! The fox gobbled the chicken . But then the chicken had a knife and cut the foxes belly open.The  chicken escaped and the fox was dead. But suddenly…

TO BE CONTINUED…

Question:

I run over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night I sit not alone.  Up and to the rear, waiting to be filled in the morning. What am I?

Answer

A shoe

Question:

I come in many shapes and sizes, many colours, and I stick to many surfaces but I am, in fact, not sticky at all. What am I?

Answer:

Magnet

Question:

A man decides to quit his job so he turns the lights off and walks out the room and 200 people die. Why?

Answer:

He worked in a lighthouse.

Question:

What two things can you never eat at breakfast?

Answer:

Lunch and dinner

Question:

While on my way to St. Ives, I saw a man with 7 wives. Each wife had 7 sacks. Each sack had 7 cats. Each cat had 7 kittens. Kitten, cats, sacks, wives, how many were going to St. Ives?

Answer:

Just one, me

 Question:

What never gets wetter no matter how much it rains?

Answer:

The sea

I didn’t do my homework.
My teacher asked me, “Why?”
I answered him, “It’s much too hard.”
He said, “You didn’t try.”

I told him, “My dog ate it.”
He said, “You haven’t got a dog.”
I told him, “I went out running.”
He answered back, “You never run.”

I told him, “I had chores to do.”
He said, “You watched TV.”
I said, “I saw the doctor.”
He said, “When you watched soccer with me?”

My teacher sees my fibs,
which makes me very sad.
It’s hard to fool the teacher
when the teacher is your dad.

Imagine a book that you couldn’t bear to put down, imagine a book where every character seemed so real it was as if you were talking to them, imagine never wanting to get to the end of the book: well that’s how I feel about Jacqueline Wilson’s books. I find her books so engrossing that I can’t stop reading them. My dream has always been to meet Jacqueline Wilson herself, she inspires me to read and write stories.

This is Jacqueline Wilson and she is 64 years old and has been writing for 55 years!

She has wrote books such as; Candyfloss, Double act, Tracy Beaker (which has been turned into a T.V series), Midnight, The Werepuppy, Lola Rose, The Illustrated Mum and much, much more.

Everyone loves Pudsey!

And this is what you can do …

 1. Turn yellow and wear spots.

2. Donate money.

3. Sell things.

4. Make a competition to win a toy Pudsey.

5. Go to Bearwood primary school. (Get it, bear)

By Eleanor

Hollywood Star!

“Imagine you are on stage, and you forget your words, what do you do?’’ Mr. Star asked the class who attentively listened to every word he said.

-This, you see was a performing arts school, located in London, that only selected the soon to be stars of the next generation. It would me an honour to attend this school, as many celebrities came from this school. They had to pass and extensive audition process. Part of the admission into the school required them to play a musical instrument-

Perry’s hand shot up before he even finished speaking.

“Improvise, sir” Mr Star smiled as she had got the right answer.

 “Expand on that, what is improvising?” Mr Star asked the class. Everyone’s hand shot up in an instant. In unison Janet and Kelly, gave the answer. Before Mr Star could say another word, the school speaker interrupted the lesson.

“Please may Perry Jones. Janet Williams and Kelly Edwards report to the headmistress’s office.” The speaker bellowed.  All eyes were on the three best friends as they stood up. Perry froze but Janet and Kelly motivated her towards the door. Opening the door, Mr. Star smiled at the three girls like everything was alright. However they each had a gut feeling that something was wrong.

In the corridor Perry, Janet and Kelly, stared at each other in amazement and walked in silence until they reached the head’s office. “Here we go”, they all thought. Janet’s hand shivered as she knocked on the door. Expecting to hear the stern voice of their headmaster, their jaws dropped when she merrily welcomed them in. An unexpected guest waited for them in the long, leather sofa.

“Girls, come in! Come in!”The headmistress said whilst gesturing her hands towards the leather sofa. “Meet the casting director, for a new movie called spy school.” The three girls exchanged looks of bewilderment. “Girls, you have been selected by the casting director, to audition for his new movie. Here is the brief plot, script, cast list and audition scene.”

“Which part?” Kelly asked.  

“The lead part! Also any more questions here is my number.” The casting director stated while giving them his business card. The girls got an appointment time each before leaving. They couldn’t believe it, they walked in utter silence. They each went to their separate classes. Their faces were still. (Really they wanted to jump up and down like a kangaroo.) The thought never occurred to them that it may hurt their friendship.

After school, Perry was looking through the information that the casting director had given them. When she realised that the audition was in Hollywood. Getting the phone she dialled in the phone number given to her. She enquired about the audition location, only to realise that she (along with Kelly and Perry) was getting a first class flight to Hollywood for the audition. Just when she put the phone down, Kelly and Janet burst into the room. Each of them had realised they were flying to Hollywood…

TO BE CONTINUED

 By Kimran.