At the end of Term 1, we wrote 500 word stories and entered them into the Write for Fun competition. Here are some of our stories;
I am at school, we have just come back from morning tea break and Miss Baker shouts out with her booming voice, her wind blown hair and her mountain high heels, “Get your writing books out!” My heart starts to sink, I can feel my head flopping down onto the table. Miss Baker booms, “We are writing a short story of 500 words.” I raise my head to the easy task, I talk to the person sitting next to me. “This is so easy, since I’m so talented I’ll be able to finish this task before anyone can say, I’m finished!”
He looks at me as if I just swore but I just smile and continue talking! I was half way through my conversation when Miss Baker interrupts me and says, “Get a title everyone and get cracking.” I’m scanning through my mind for a good story title, people have all ready finished their first page and I haven’t even written a word. I am starting to feel anxious, then I have the torture of my life. Miss Baker sees that I haven’t written anything and sends me outside and straight into Mr Gorman’s class.
Mr Gorman is talking about how it was back in Yarrawonga when he was a young lad and sang, “Ooooh Ned, you’re better off dead…..” I start to feel weak when Mr Gorman says, “Come sit down Lad.” I feel like I’m in the country in the Mr Gorman time with Mr Gorman singing a most irritating song.
Miss Baker says get your work done with an evil stare, I just can’t bear to look at her so I turn my head with a bad feeling in my stomach that I’m never going to get it done. I ask Mr Gorman if I can search up good titles for a 500 word story, but Mr Gorman just says, “Keep trying, I know you will find one when you’re ready to try harder.”
I think and think for exactly 27 minutes before the bells goes for lunch, I’m so relieved to get out of this classroom. Miss Baker comes up to me and says, “Well?” I lower my head to give her the indication I didn’t get anything done, she doesn’t seem to understand. I seal my lips hoping to just go outside and chill, Miss Baker seems to have read my mind and says, “Take this out with you, you can finish it there!” I am relieved that she is not angry but I can see she’s disappointed. I head outside and as I was walking I have a great idea, I will do a story about how a kid can’t find a good story title. I zoom through my work, handing it up to Miss Baker who almost faints but Miss Vivian catches her just in time. She says that was brilliant and l just probably needed time to think of a great story like that, we both giggle but we keep it secret!
Take time to read the narratives below. We have all become exceptional writers and have improved so much since the start of the year! Some of us are destined to be published authors in the not so distant future. Our most recent task was to write a narrative between 500- 750 words, with the best 3 winning the prize of attending the Writer’s Festival at the end of the month. Who would you pick to go?
Thanks everyone for your responses to the below task. Some of you wrote some really interesting sentences so well done!
Choose ONE word from the list below. Write the definition for your word and put it in a sentence (by posting a comment).
Pick ONE word from this list:
This must be completed by Friday 9th August.