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Age 9 to 12

‘Accordion’ by Noah, Age 10 Years

He sat there waiting for the door bell to ring. “Ding dong, ding dong,” the door bell went.
“Finally!” Jim shouted.
He had sat their for hours, days even. Running to the door he opened it.
“My accordion!” Jim shouted before realising a fisherman was standing in front of him.
“Here you go,” the fisherman said whilst plonking a box of fish in front of him.
“Oh…..thanks.”
The fisherman walked away. Behind him stood the postman, “For….hmm…Jim Sanga?”
“Thats me!” said Jim Sanga.
Handing over a small box, opening it carefully he took out the accordion. He had watched lots of people play and studied it a lot. All he had to do was learn to play. After hours of practising and failing he finally got a song.
“I have the song,” he shouted.
The night of the festival came. He sung his heart out and hoped he would bring cheers to the town. He did.

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Age 6 to 8

‘Tall Ships Galore’ by Wilamena, Age 7 Years

Tall ships galore in the port of Falmouth,
people climbing up and up
the salty rigging,
hanging from the sails.
And cheering people standing at the quay,
waving flags as the soft breeze blows in their faces.

Purple boats that are the Tall ships,
sprays the boat with salty water.

Just as the clock strikes 12 the fireworks explode,
the accordion player starts to join in,
the vibration of the accordion I’ve never seen that before.
I think the Accordion just gives it that one bit more.
It wakes the cats the dogs and birds,
sniffing and looking for left over crumbs,
pasties, sandwiches what ever is around.

Little children wondering,
thinking what it must be like,
standing on the masts singing songs
and where will the wind take them ?
What will it bring?