Now everything was coming together for agent 101. As agent 101 was searching around the streets in his jet he noticed a very unusual looking, gloomy alley which strangely he hadn’t notice before.

The closer agent 101 got to the alley the more frightening it looked. But he had to do it, so he ran down the alley to find that there, right at the end was someone. A someone who looked rather rough and tough. A someone who was wearing a balaclava and looked just like an assassin.

As he approached him agent 101 just stared at him and then he legged it in the other direction. Whilst he was running agent 101 swiped out his zapper… Well it wasn’t really a zapper it was a slowergun.

I’m different in so many ways,

But because of that bullies teased me and called me names.

Goody-goody-two-shoes they would say,

Just because I did my homework everyday.

Spotty! They would say,

Because I had a beauty spot on my face.

Foreigner! They would say,

Just because I came from a different place.

All these names,

Made me want to run away.

I cried all night,

And cried all day.

This really happened to me in my life,

I’m not lying or joking.

Although they called me names and teased me a lot,

I was happy I was different.

No one can be like me.

No one can be like you even if you’re a ROBOT!

So it’s  sometimes ok not to be ok!

If you’re not ok tell an adult or stand up for yourself because you are ok!

OK?!

One day there lived a very naughty kangaroo who snatched all of the healthy food.

All of the other animals were very poor and hungry.

So the animals had a plan.

They decided to do a trick on the very nasty kangaroo. The animals built a space rocket!

They set off to Jupiter, it was very cold there.

Meanwhile, nasty kangaroo was feeling very lonely on his own.

He thought and thought and his idea was to go into space so nasty kangaroo decided to make a rocket.

When he made the space rocket and  finally reached Jupiter…

He realized the other animals had made a fool of him they were not in space anymore they were all hiding on Earth!!!!!!

The house of horror

Tom, who has blue eyes and brown hair, and Jack, who has green eyes and yellow hair, and also Spike, who has red eyes and black hair went to their Great, Great Grandmother’s house to play.

What would you want to happen?

1. They get trapped in the house and the house tries to swallow them.
2. They drive the car, which is in the garage, all around the world.
3. They try to defeat the evil house.

Vote now!!!

I have an important announcement.
I want everybody to know:
on Monday all classes are cancelled.
The teachers will put on a show.

Mr Murphy will be juggling meatballs.

Mrs Hampton will dance with a bear.

Miss Hall and Mrs Hadley will yodel.

Mrs Daniels will glue herself to a chair.

Miss Peraror is quite entertaining.

She does something you’ve never seen.

If you have a bad case of chickenpox,

She’ll paint them red, blue or green.

Mr Barton  is also performing.

Hes  painting himself with goo.

Miss Stokes and Miss Mortimer act in kitchen.

Their dumping the dinner ladies in the stew.

Your parents are certainly welcome,
but make sure to tell them the rule:
If any of them arrive tardy,
they’ll have to be kept after school.

I know that our show is exciting.
I wish that you all could be here.
But school will be closed for vacation.

I can’t wait to see you next year.

Tom, who wants to be a race car driver, merrily skipped outside not knowing that his family had brought him a race car.

“Tom, come over here.” shouted Tom’s dad while opening the garage. Tom rushed to the garage to find out that his family had brought him a race car.

Shocked, amazed, surprised Tom started getting in while saying

 “Is this for me?”

Tom’s dad just threw him the keys and Tom drove off. He had always dreamt of racing in the 2012 games so he went there first. As soon as he got there he checked the time. It was 1:55; only 5 minuets to get ready, so Tom got a jet pack and stuck it to the back of his racecar.

 “This should quicken things up” whispered Tom to himself. It was 1:59 everyone went to the starting position including Tom…

Tom got ready to switch his jet pack on…

“Goooooooooooo!!!” shouted the man.

What do you think should happen?                                           

1)    Tom comes first place and becomes rich/famous!

2)    Tom comes last and stays how he is!

3)    Tom crashes the car!

Night slides silently through the streets,

Trailing its cloak of black behind it.

Night watches at windows as lights are turned out

And sleep intoxicates the dreamer.

It  listens at keyholes as Dads begin to snore

And cats initiate their throaty purr.

Night stands and sniffs the still night air,

Inhaling deeply the musty smell of dusk. 

Pleased with its creation Night winks at the moon.

As you walk onto the pitch,

You know you won’t get rich

Because every time you win a game,

Team captain Billy Blue gets the fame.

But this time you’re striking,

So if you win you’ll be the king

You get into position,

Ready to run.

Just as you blow your nose,

The whistle blows

And caught off guard,

You tackle defender Leonard.

You look to your right,

Where two players fight

You run with the ball,

And pass the defensive wall.

You strike the ball,

And the goalkeeper falls

You do a big roll,

But you scored in the wrong goal.

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Searching rapidly, agent 101 continued searching for over one whole hour until he found a white, huge sized glove. Mysteriously, it had a light blue emerald inside it. Agent 101 took the glove and scanned it with his scannotron, the latest technology. The scanner  clearly showed two thing ,and two thing only ,the thieves favourite colour was purple and he liked middle. As agent 101 was jotting this down he saw another white glove in the far distance down the other end of the street. As he got there on his lightnomoter he realised that this glove had a red emerald inside it. Just then agent 101 realised that the thief favourite colour was purple and that if you mix red and blue it makes purple.

 Please Mrs Toddler,

This boy Drake Brew,

Keeps on throwing tissues Miss.

What should I do?

Go and cuddle Pudsey dear.

Go and show your spots.

Go and climb up a wall and look at a clock.

Please Mrs Toddler,

This boy Drake Brew,

Keeps on hitting me with a ruler Miss.

What should I do?

Donate 50p dear.

Go and paint yourself red.

Go and sit at the back of the class and put a bucket on your head!

Please Mrs Toddler,

This boy Drake Brew,

Keeps poking me with a pencil Miss,

What should I do?

Go give him chickenpox dear.

Paint him PINK.

Do whatever you want dear,

But DON’T ASK ME!

By Riya