Falmouth & Royal Greenwich Tall Ships Regatta 2014 Arts Project with Artist in Residence John DyerTall Ship Regatta
Celebration time in Falmouth,
Excited people all around town,
Listen carefully to the soft music,
Elated people dancing in their clogs,
Bright colours bursting though the town,
Regatta for everyone, come on join in,
A celebration not too forget,
Tonight it’s time to party,
Illuminating the sea side town fireworks fly,
On the pier there are people dancing,
Never forget this celebration.
By Neve
The Celebration
It’s the celebration for the nation
When the fireworks shine so bright in the middle of the night,
The people at the top of the town have such a wonderful sight.
The boats have an amazing height
And some of the boats are so tight, who is going to win?
Who is going to come first? Come on!
The finish line is just some yards to come.
The people were shouting and counting boats
To see if you have won.
The people were panting and sailing on.
The boats were still, were still going on.
The people were singing and dancing to cheer them on,
The race will soon be gone.
By James
The Tall Ships!
I was expecting a lovely walk in town,
When suddenly I heard a booming sound,
I looked up high and what did I see?
Some fireworks shining beautifully,
I saw some dancing and colours flash,
I knew I needed to make a dash.
People were pushing, shoving, surging,
Trying to get a glimpse, of THE TALL SHIPS!
So that’s why there were fireworks, that’s why there were dancing,
That’s why there were colours flashing.
I ran down the quay to join in the fun,
And celebrate with everyone!
There was one particular ship I saw,
With red sails and a yellow door.
The sea was calm not a wave to be seen,
The sailors looked ever so keen.
The cats and dogs were going crazy!
They made me feel quite hazy.
Soon the proper firework show started,
With a gold one that sparkled and glittered,
It shone and shimmered.
After that it was time to go home,
And leave the dogs and cats alone.
I expected a lovely walk in town,
But turned out I didn’t frown!
Eventually I tiptoed back,
And stood on a twig that made a crack,
I wandered sleepily up the stairs that were steep,
With eyes so tired they couldn’t even peep.
I gazed out into the endless sky,
And saw some colourful birds with patterned wings that helped them fly,
I looked down again onto the bay,
As rainbow fireworks danced the night away.
One summers day I was reading my book on the beach, when I fell asleep, the tide was coming in very quickly and soon would be at my feet, then it did it got to my feet, then my knees, then my belly, then my neck and then I slowly lifted off the beach into the water and into the sea and away from home, then I woke up and looked around. I realized that I was in the middle of a storm.
Then I saw an island, it wasn’t very far away from where I was and it looked sunny too, so I swam towards it, it took a long time to get there because the waves were so rough but finally I got there, when I did I noticed that there was a big celebration there and they were getting some fireworks ready and they had lots and lots of things like cakes and chocolate and squash and everything you could think of I wondered where I was so I walked to the entrance of the beach and it said welcome to Falmouth beach.
Then a girl like me came over and said, “Are you lost?” I said,”Yes can you help me?” She said, “No but my parents can.” So I said, “Well where are your parents?” “They’re in America but I am sure my grandparents can help. Come on, follow me.” “So what is your name?” I said. She said, “Laura.” “Hi Laura, my name is Amelia.” We went past the beach up the hill, across the field and up another hill and down the valley and then we got there. It was a long way there but we got there in the end, when we did we rang the doorbell and Laura’s grandmother came to the door and said, “Hello, who are you are you Laura’s friend?” Amelia said,” Well sort of, I kind of just met her.” “Though anyway,” said Laura’s grandmother, “What are you doing here? “I don’t know how to get home” said Amelia. Amelia’s grandmother said, “Hmm, follow me and I will try and find a map.” The house was very old fashioned and dusty to quite messy. It had a cracked window too. She lead us into, well what looked like a library but much smaller. She had a bit of a rummage around and then pulled out a map and said, “You will need money too because you might have to catch a ferry, like the King Harry. Here is some money and my address, you can send the money back once you get home.” So Amelia set off on her long journey, she went down the hill, along the alley ways and down to the beach. There she caught the ferry home, when she did she ran up the beach and rang the doorbell. Her mother came to the door and gave her a big bear hug and the lived happily from then on!