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Showing posts with label storys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label storys. Show all posts

Monday, 7 May 2012

Fishy Poem!

This poem was written by a good friend of mine and it touched me, 
so I thought you guys would like it too. 
click here to read her blog.
I was just sitting here feeding my fish...
When I noticed a funny glitch.
Whilst the others were going after their lunch,
One just sat there and it gave me a hunch,
That this fishy was bored of swimming,
And to make things simple, he gave up living!
For as I moved my mouse around,
Little fishy made no sound.
I waited and watched as the other fish cried,
as poor little fishling sat and died.

Saturday, 11 February 2012

Glasses


What do you think of the story so far? What should happen next? Who else can you think of, has glasses?
Glasses

‘Rolf Harris has glasses!
Lia has glasses!
Joe has glasses!
My teacher has glasses!
Everyone has glasses mum!’
‘Oh yeah?’ she said pointing at her face, no glasses in sight,
‘Well that’s different, nobody cares what you look like,’ I replied sounding slightly meaner than it was meant.

That’s how it happened, I was in town for one reason or another and I passed a stall that normally sold sunglasses and saw they had a few pairs with clear lenses, I bought some tort shell ones and went home. Later that day I went to Ellis’ house with Ali to show them my new look, having not tried them yet myself.

‘YUK! They’re hideous’ cried Ellis as if ashamed to be my friend,
‘Why?’ said Ali so confused by it all.
‘Everyone else has glasses,’ I said, casually ‘why can’t I?’
‘Because everyone else needs them to see?’ suggested Ali.
‘Do you think they’ll suit me? I changed the subject,
‘why don’t you just try them on?’ Ellis said, calmer now.
‘good point!’ I said, as if it was the most amazing suggestion in the world.

This was it, the moment of truth, I put them on...

‘Are you all right?’ My mum asked me,
‘Whhaa? Whaatss happening..?’ I slurred.
‘You passed out?’ suggested Ali.