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Age 9 to 12

‘A Firework’s Flight’ by Jarvis Prowse, Age 9 Years

I’m stuck in a dark box alone, no one to talk to, just a cardboard wall. I looked out of a hole in the box, it was coming dark, people were standing in the town.

Suddenly I heard footsteps, someone was coming, I quickly laid down. Then someone picked me up, and put me in a comfy slot. There was a another person next to me, he attached a long piece of rope to me. I said “ What’s this?”. A sizzling noise, it flicked in my ear, then they set the rope on fire.

Then I flew up into the night blue sky . “I can see the whole place from up hear, people cheering, birds flying, then I saw the most special thing in the world , a sign saying “ John Dyer.” My creator.

After that I went into the sea and died, but I still have that picture in my mind and I had one more look. Now my heat was lost in time and space.

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Age 9 to 12

‘A Firework’s Flight’ by Olivia Deevought-Johnson, Age 10 Years

Quietly I sat (at around 5:10pm) in a big, dry and old big box with five others, however the other fireworks were fast asleep, so it was just me. I smelt damp in the small box. I was waiting for it to happen because I had friends that told me about it, I waited and waited until…

I heard a shuffle-I felt it too. I saw a glimpse of light as a pair of hands slowly opened the box. Suddenly a face looked at me; it was a man, so I looked away. “Get it out of the box, we are starting!” Said the man. The younger boy said cheekily “why don’t you do it?” the older man shot him a glance.

Next I was put on the floor carefully, I was cold but I tried to close my eyes and go to sleep so I wouldn’t know a thing. Scared, I looked around and saw my friends who were now awake. I waved and they waved back.

Suddenly a rope was attached to me as I was nearly asleep. I saw my friends shoot up in the air like a rocket. I jumped millimeters. I felt as controlled as a dog on a lead going for a walk.

Someone lit the rope, I smelt burned rope. I heard people chatting in the audience. They started to count down…10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1…!

I shot up into the air and saw a tall ship called Topaz. Two seals going Arg! Arg! Arg! I saw dogs, birds, cats. People in the water waved at me. A spiky cactus in the distance. Slowly I fell down.

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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?