Wicked Young Writers competition

Wicked the Musical is holding a competition for young writers to enter. The prize includes 5 tickets to go and see Wicked the musical in London, a meet and greet with the cast and prize winning writer Michael Morpurgo, aswell as having your story published! To enter the competition you need to submit either a story, play or poem about looking at life a different way. For example Wicked looks at the life of the Wicked Witch of the West before she was deemed Wicked. If you are interested in taking part please come and see me (Miss Haydock) or Miss Martyniuk and we will explain all the rules for entering. Also come to WOW club on a Monday after school to gain ideas, help with writing your story or listen to other peoples ideas. 

Here is one entry by Luke Anderson in Year 10. 

This Town

( A Mum's point of view)

Minding the kids, 

Popping to the shops,

On a hot day, have an occasional ice pop.

Buying around this town.

Dashing through the market,

Paying for some food,

"I think i'l have a curry, I feel in the mood."

Walking around this town.

(A Dad's point of view)

Being a professor, 

Stopping off at the pub,

"See you tomorrow, at the Country Club."

Talking around this town

Pay this, Pay that

Pay the mortgage, feed the cat.

Paying around this town.

(A child's point of view)

Learn about shapes,

Writing the letter one,

Letters and numbers, I've only just begun.

Learning around this town.

First the swing,

Then the round - about,

See-saw, slide, I'm never in doubt.

Playing around this town.

NO.....

What were your ideas of these people. A family? Why? Everything happy? Wait.............

 

(A mum's point of view)

Minding the adopted kids,

Getting funny looks as she keeps popping to the shops,

On a hot day, have an occasional ice pop.

Upset around this town.

Dashing through the market running from people trying to beat her,

Paying for her and her girlfriend, some food.

"I think i'll have a curry, I feel in the mood."

Distraught around this town.

(A dad's point of view)

Being a black professor, 

Stopping off at the Black pub,

"See you tomorrow, at the Country Club"

Labelled around this town.

"You're black, you have money, pay this,

'Blackie' pay that,"

Pay the mortgage, Feed the cat.

Stereotyped around this town.

(A child's point of view)

Learn about shapes, smacked if wrong,

Writing timidly the letter one, 

Letters and numbers, I've only just begun.

Scared around this town.

Whacked, first with the swing,

Then, the roundabout,

See-saw, slide, I'm never in doubt.

Hurt around this town.

NO.........

Why think the way society wants us to?

Why think they have different views?

You will never know the full person.

Sexuality, ethnicity, size.

Think before you hurt.

Be Wise.

Short story using specific words

The task was to write a short story making sure that specific words are used.

The words were: breakfast, newspaper, basket, truck, sea, paradise, string, tears.

Here is Georgina Deignan's story (Year 10)

There was a family; the Johnson family to be exact. They were just an ordinary family; they eat breaksfast, dinner and tea together. Mr Johnson reads his newspaper then goes to work. One day Jessie Johnson had a basket that his mum had given him. She told him to put it in the truck with the rest of the baskets. She said to him "now Jessie, I don't want you to look in the basket". Jessie said back "OK mum".

When Jessie got outside he looked across the road and saw the sea. Jessie loved the sea. He always found it interesting, mysterious and inviting. He always thought of what it would be like to go out at sea and find his paradise. Jessie then remembered what he was meant to be doing and opened the back of the truck to see something hanging on a piece of string. It appeared to be some unknown meat. Then curiosity took over him and he looked in the basket and saw his little sister's head. He screamed and started to cry, tears gushed rapidly down his face. His sister dies two days ago but he didn't know how she died. He does now. Jessie shut the doors to the truck and turned around to see his mum running towards him, what he didn't know was he was her next victim.

Do you think you could create a story using the following words?

Pen, Bowling, Dice, Hamburger, Cliff, Aisle, Glass, Window.

Can you finish the story....

Can anyone finish this story? 5 achievement points for anyone who has a go, 10 achievement points for the winning story!!

It was a bustling Tuesday in the City of New York. Everybody was going about their daily business. Hailing a cab to the office, rushing down the sidewalk with their frothy latte's. Clip clop of feet as the office women rush about in their 6 inch tall Monolo Blahniks. A man bumping into a woman with a trolley and his briefcase going flying as he was too busy talking on his cell phone to watch where he was going. It was just a normal Tuesday morning in Manhattan until....................

Children's book week poem

Spongebob?

Where's Wally?

A bumble bee?

What can I be for this fancy dress party?

What can I be?

How do I do it?

This will be a mess up!

What can I do for this party dress up?

I have to go in my own clothes,

It's really unfair,

I can't get a costume,

My mum doesn't care! 

Anyway, I went,

Walked to their house,

As I rang the doorbell, filled with sorrow,

They opened the door but said "Its tomorrow"

By Luke Anderson Year 10