4 o’clock in the afternoon I finally woke up from magical dream. I’ll tell you all about it. So it started of with me. I was walking down through the city. I was going to SuperValu when suddenly a flying dog appeared. It flew towards the beach. I ran after it. I got a shock because the flying dog could also talk. It said which way to the shops it panted. I need to pick up a few sausages and a new squeaky ball. My last one burst and I do like a good chase. Woof, Woof.
Rowing from Mushroom Island using the only oar I had left I broke the one golden rule, I forgot to bring my ham sandwiches. Wistfully thinking about my home and the sandwich I left behind that morning. The smell drifted my way once again. I wrinkled my nose at the smell. I hate mushrooms, someone was cooking them. The trees were whispering in the breeze. I was very hungry. I wanted to go home. I could hear an engine in the distance, a boat was coming towards me. I knew that boat, it was my Dad. He came to get me and bring me home.
It was a dull and stormy day I was looking out my window and saw a rusty gate that had the number twenty nine on it. I was wondering to myself who put that gate down and when it was put down. I saw two dogs they just live right next to me they were out for a sniff and they walked up to the gate and howled just like the wolf pack that I was studying a month ago. I wonder what that wolf pack is doing right now. The dogs went back into their homes and it was silent.
It was a snowy and cold night in the forest. All of the animals were asleep, apart from all the wolves. The wolves were teaching their pups to howl. It was hard for them but they got use to it. There was one part of the forest where it was a wonder place to howl, so the wolves decided to go there to howl. On the way to the howling ground one pup got separated from the pack. When a wolf gets lost from the pack they howl. That’s how they communicate to each other the pack let out a pitiful howl.
I was walking down the street one day, I saw a yellow bicycle in a skip. It was in perfect condition. So, I decided to bring it home, I could clean it up and it would be as good as new. I am not desperate you understand, I just think it is a waste to throw good things away.
The Gardaí* arrived at my door. They warned me that I should not take things from other people. I explained that I did not steal it, it was in a skip and it was not greedily done. I’m saving the planet in my own small way.
*Gardaí = Irish police.
It was a very cold December night. My mum and I went to our local gallery. When we were walking down a long corridor the lights went out.
‘ A power cut, typical!’ said mum.
There was a loud banging noise coming from the main exhibition room.
As we were walking towards it a ghostly figure appeared from the gloom. It looked like a lady in a long old fashioned dress, with a freaky hat on.
We screamed and then turned around. We ran as fast as we could and left the way we came in.
Who said art was boring?
‘Women and Turkeys Against Christmas’. That’s what the sign on the kitchen door read.
Mammy had gone on strike, just like she said.
No dinner, no mince pies and no special dessert. Disaster!
I looked at Dad to see what to do, he just shrugged.
It was down to me to save the day. I got my best colours out. I wrote to the boss, Santa. I’d already sent my list but we needed a miracle!
On Christmas morning as Mammy lifted the turkey I saw she got a new diamond ring. Weird!
I didn’t remember putting it on…
Last night two teenagers were walking down Grafton street when one boy collapsed he felt really ill too.
His friend shouted for help! A passer-by stopped.
“What’s the matter with him”?
“I really don’t know”
The man dialled 999. Five minutes later they could hear sirens.
The paramedics ran to the boy. They took his pulse. They shone a light in his eyes. “What happened here?”
“I don’t know!”
“Did he take anything?”
“No, we were at a party last night, he said he had a sore throat and felt feverish.”
I think he might have corona virus, everyone get back!
My mum and I once competed in ‘The Great British Bake Off’. The challenge was to make a sponge cake. We decided to make a cake in the shape of the ‘white castle from game of thrones’, but we forgot to pack our magical rolling pin. Major problem, because we actually don’t know how to bake anything!
We tried, but then the top fell off the cake and splatted onto the ground. The judges stood with their mouths open. Mum and I gulped, this was intense!
The wind blew through the tent and the autumn leaves went rolling by like tumble weed.
Long ago there were two adventurers called Max and Zac. They were paid to go to one of the deepest, darkest caves known to man. They had to find a rare crystal. This crystal had strange powers. It would be able to protect their village as it was always getting invaded by raiders.
They found it after days searching and they raced home. When they got to the village they gave it to the elder. He placed it in the ancient boulder but the crystal was too big!
“Oh no!,’ said the elder, if only it was a bit smaller.”
“What is it ?” asked Commander Russell.
“I don’t know ” said the doctor scratching his head.
“Is it an alien” ?
“No, I think I remember seeing a picture of something like it before”.
” Get some intel on this Doctor Higgins right now!” said the Commander in a gruff voice.
“Hmmm, ok, let’s research it. It says here that it is called a Bumble Bee. Humans wiped out all the bee population many years ago using harmful sprays”.
“This must be the supreme queen and she is back to avenge them all”! shouted the Commander.
“I will raise my population again!” said the Queen.
I went to Wild Ireland to see the bears. There was a big hill, it looked nice to go down on a scooter. When I got over to the bear exhibit the ground was nicely laid out of concrete. The exhibit was very beautiful, the bears were fluffy. It was lunch time for the bears and they ate the red apples. When lunch time was over they all went over to the pool and had a dance in the pool. After that they all fell asleep. I went over to the wolves, they are cute and they play a lot.
It was Halloween night, my friends and I were going trick or treating. In our neighborhood there is a scary old house. Some people say it is haunted. I don’t believe them!
As we were walking along the path a man stopped us. He asked us where we were going?
” We’re going to the posh houses on the next street, they give the best sweets!”.
“Be warned, he said.” Tonight there is a blood moon. Your worst fears could come true, so whatever you do, don’t go into the house on the hill.”
But I had to see inside now!