Falmouth & Royal Greenwich Tall Ships Regatta 2014 Arts Project with Artist in Residence John DyerSlowly but steadily as the sun starts to shine,
One or two ships are close in sight.
Dunkin Donuts into chocolate,
No-one misses a bite.
As the tall masts creep closer to the harbour,
Everyone starts to cheer.
While the women watch the fireworks,
the men enjoy a cold beer.
Falmouth is full of ships but all too soon they have to leave again.
Goodbye Tall Ships.
As our ship swiftly sails into the harbour a smile creeps onto my face. I hear the captain calling my fellow sea mates, until my name I hop, jump and skip my way up to him. He had me and a small tiffanies’ box and before I could reply he dismissed me; I’m forced to contain my happiness from the world.
I venture out to complete my mission, along the harbour. Soon I noticed that there is no hope for me here. I decide to scavenge the late night, knowing that I’ll probably find her there. Once I reach my destination I pick up the courage to open the door and find myself slamming the door. I suck up the emotion from my face, turn around and head out of the car park. Before I know it I realise someone is following me; watching my every step. I’m picking up my pace little by little until I find myself sprinting as fast as I can until…..
I feel a sweaty hand grab my shoulder. Before I could stop myself I pull out the tiffanies’ box I say the words I’ve been practising since I set my eyes on her.
Her answer will always be a mystery to me…..
One sunny morning in Falmouth harbour the lifeboat men set off to patrol the area because the tall ships were coming.
An hour later a boat launched off and went to Land’s End. It was very rough with spray going everywhere. Suddenly the boat capsized with a splash!
“Help!” shouted a crew member.
Meanwhile on the lifeboat the satnav picked up the signal and they zoomed off. Fifteen minutes later the lifeboat arrived where the boat had capsized. All the men pulled the crew out of the water. Most of them were wet so the lifeboat men dried them off. When they were dry they set off.
Twenty minutes later they had arrived back at the harbour. It looked very full because the tall ships had arrived. Then the lifeboat moored up alongside the pier and dropped the sailors off. After that they patrolled the harbour again.
The Great Rescue!
Once there was a girl called Scarlet. She couldn’t swim but she loved fish and chips, music, colours and she was eleven.
One day Scarlet and her mum were at home getting ready because they had heard that the tall ships were in town.
After a while they walked down to the harbour. The harbour was colourful and very busy. They walked to the fish and chip shop (which was very busy too). After that they took a walk on the pier.
Suddenly, Scarlet lost her mum and fell into the sea and as you know she can’t swim! She sank down to the bottom of the ocean.
After a while the RNLI rescued Scarlet.
“Are you OK?” shouted Jack, a crew member.
“Yes,” replied Scarlet, “Well I think I swallowed some water…Blaaahh!”
“Let’s get you warmed up,” said Jack.
Scarlet followed Jack down and Jack grabbed a towel and introduced everyone.
Suddenly there was a call for an emergency! The RNLI crew forgot that Scarlet was still on the boat and the emergency was in Devon!
Meanwhile, in town Scarlet’s mum was worried. She told everyone that she couldn’t find her daughter and she even put up posters. It was 7 o’clock in the evening.
“It’s nearly her bed-time,” said Scarlet’s mum worriedly, “Where can she be?”
Just then, on the boat they were getting ready to go off. It went so fast that Scarlet fell off the boat! Luckily she was wearing a life-jacket and so she could swim back to shore.
In the end she found her mum and they had an ice cream and a party.
After the party they watched the Tall Ships and a little carnival, and from then on, Scarlet was always careful.
Bumpty, bump I go in pitch black darkness inside a dusty old box that I got chucked into by an old man wearing a plain, white T-shirt with only spots of colour on a tiny pocket. I am a colourful, stripped firework who has no idea where it’s going, this particular firework is a bit angry with that old man who carelessly threw me into a strange, long box with flaps on top. I thought I might be put in that strange box a bit more gently like putting a baby in its tiny but comfy cot when its fast asleep….
I guess not, anyway something is rattling the flaps at the top of the box I keep seeing streaks of light fighting through the flaps. Then excitedly I have a thought, is this the moment when I am going to be released from this prison? The answer is YES, brilliant! I see a young man (I think he is a young man) suddenly big, strong hands crawl towards me. Finally I am released, I am put on a black and silver stand with lots of other colourful fireworks: some spotty, some stripy (like me!) and some just solid colours like a rainbow.
Just then the young man that took me out of that dusty, old box ,which I was imprisoned in, hooks me up to a long thin wire that comes to an abrupt end. I wondered what he was doing…. just then I hear a hissing noise near by, what is that weird noise? Suddenly I see the silver wire is disappearing at the end of it is an orange spark. It comes closer and closer until………POP! I find myself whizzing up into the deep blue, endless sky with lonely, shining, sparkling stars. It’s all very exciting. Just as I feel as I can’t go any higher or faster….BANG!!!!!!!
Wow, what an amazing view up here. I can see big, tall, crowded ships swimming into a great, big harbour on simmering, blue water. I can hear shrieks of laughter and joy from the ground. I can smell feathers and dogs and cat’s fur. I can also see other dazzling fireworks exploding and lighting up the mysterious, dark, moonlight sky with screeching seagulls dancing in cool, invisible night air.
Just then I hear a sizzling sound, it gets louder and louder then I realise that it’s time for me to go and disappear into the midnight sky.
I was in the cardboard box, it was about 5 pm. I got taken out of the box.The ground was like a muddy puddle. I got the long red wire attached to me…on the end of it was dynamite!
I was scared like a human.
He got a match and lit the end of the wire. It was coming to me. It got to the last piece of the wire and up I went whirling up into the air. It was going until….
Suddenly I went BANG! I exploded, the noise of the firework was great. I was looking down at the crystal blue sea as I looked down I saw the tall ships arrive into Falmouth harbour.
I could see the people having fun in the streets celebrating the Tall Ships coming into Falmouth. I could see the dogs and cats lying next to the trees.
The dust was falling from me.
Sean: Hey, Jenna, I think I just saw Kirsty disappear onto that ship. I thought she agreed to stay?
Jenna: She did agree.
Sean: So why was she getting on that ship?
Jenna: (shouting) SHE WASN’T, STUPID!!!
Sean: Come on! We have to stop her. It was her! Trust me.
Jenna: Fine. I guess those people can go without their paper for one day!
(Jenna and Sean rush down towards the harbour and get on the ship.)
Jenna: Sean! You said she would be here.
Sean: I thought she was here!
Jenna: Well then where is she?!
(The ship jolts forward, knocking Jenna and Sean over. Kirsty also falls over but is hiding behind a barrel.)
Kirsty: (unseen from behind a barrel) OW!
Sean: Hey, Kirsty! Told you Jenna!
(Footsteps are heard coming down the stairs.)
Kirsty: Quick, we have to hide!
(A large, unshaven man walks into the room. He is talking on his mobile phone)
Kirsty: (whispering) Shhh! He hasn’t seen us yet!
Man: Ok. Wait a second. (he hangs up, and takes a beer from the fridge.)
Sean: (whispering) What’s he doing?
Jena: (whispering) I dunno.
(The man blows his nose, looks around the room and then leaves.)
Kirsty: That was close, but let’s stay hidden.
Sean: Yeah, a bit too close for my liking!
Jenna: It wasn’t that bad, we didn’t get caught.
Sean: No, I was talking about you Jenna!
Jenna: What about me!
Sean: You were WAY too close for comfort.
Jenna: Umm …….. No I wasn’t!
Kirsty: SOOO! (obviously trying to change the subject.) How are we supposed to get off this ship? You guys weren’t meant to come too.
Sean: Well what were we supposed to do? Stand on the harbour waving goodbye!?
Jenna: We did consider that.
(Two men walk down the stairs obviously arguing.)
Man 1: She’s not down here, you’re hearing things again.
Man 2: (Kirsty’s dad) But I thought I heard Kirsty’s voice.
Man 1: Mike! You chose to leave them, so you need to get over it.
Man 2: Leaving them was the worst mistake I ever made.
(Kirsty and her friends exchange confused looks. Kirsty gets up from the barrel she was hiding behind.)
Kirsty: Dad?
The crowd fills the Harbour
As more people enter the street,
Children dance and adults sing
Running to get a rocky seat.
The emerald sea is full
Crammed to the very last pool.
The ships run high tall and strong,
Their bunting blowing when the wind runs cool.
As the houses empty and
The atmosphere runs wild.
Fireworks bang, crackle and whizz
Like an over excited child!
The sails of the ships
Hang low and full of air.
The masts sway and groan
Like an angry dragon’s lair…
Sausages, onions, burgers galore,
Dancers wiggling their well-dressed hips.
But what catches my beady bird’s eye
Are the bright, flag-filled fast tall ships.
Tall Ships and Small Ships
One night, Joe and Manny (the dog) were fast asleep. Suddenly they woke up to the sound of loud bangs. Joe ran downstairs to see what the noise was, then came Manny scrambling his way behind him. Joe went into the kitchen to get a cup of tea while Manny lay down on the soft turquoise carpet. When Joe came back, Manny was stood at the door barking furiously. Joe thought he just wanted a walk so he took him down to the harbour.
When Joe and Manny got down to the harbour, Joe tied Manny up and then he strode into the shop and bought a bone for Manny.
When he came out, Manny was gone. ‘He must have got scared by something.’ thought Joe. He was so worried at that point. Suddenly a big bang vibrated in his ears. He immediately looked up to where the sound was coming from…nothing was there. He heard it again… nothing there. He kept an eye on the navy blue sky this time. Bang! He saw an ocean blue swirl, shoot into the air. It was a firework. Suddenly a white sheet shifted into his sight, it made sense now.
A little while later, he saw Manny run across the road. He called his name and waved Manny’s bone in the air. Manny then came plodding along back to Joe, he was so happy. Then there were cheering noises, they understood exactly why. It all made sense now, the white sheet was a sail. It was the tall ships arriving. They saw more and more fireworks shooting into the air now. The sea shimmered in the moon light, making a bright light.
After a busy night, Manny got into his dog bed and Joe got into his bed. Just then ,the alarm clock buzzed. Time to get up!
I was walking home from work early this evening, shattered from a long day’s work, when I heard my friend yelling my name. I went over to see what all the commotion was about and it turned out the sailors were coming home. I would finally get to see my husband! All of the loneliness and despair had left my heart immediately and instead there was love, peace and joy.
I ran down to the harbour with my friend dying to see a glimpse of him and excited to meet our loved ones. As well as everyone else we were cheering and screaming. For months they had been gone. We didn’t know if they were dead, if they were sick or even if they were perfectly well. The fact that we hadn’t got a letter saying any of that and the ships were coming in meant they were safe. Me and my friend agreed with each other we would go to see our husbands and loved ones. We would go home get our life savings, then go out and celebrate all night. We would go to a fancy restaurant, sing sea shanties at the harbour and this was the best night of our lives.