Early yesterday morning I woke up hearing people laughing with excitement as they walked past my house, on their way to the harbour. I knew where they were going to. My mum made me some toast and I got dressed to go down to the Tall Ships Festival at Falmouth. It was exciting to see the ships come in and lots of crowds trying to watch, with their families. The beautiful colours of the fireworks were stunning, everyone was cheering the tall ships on. It was brilliant! There was really good music which was amazing to listen to. Our village was beautiful with the vibrant colours and the lights. I’m one lucky person to live in this lovely town with these festivals going on. There were eye catching stalls and handsome pasties to buy. The tall ships looked very colourful when they came into our harbour. Mum and I had a lovely day watching the tall ships come in making our village proud.
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‘Tall Ships’ by Emily, Age 10 Years
Tall Ships
One cold, windy night in Falmouth Harbour, in a small abandoned boat there was a lonely girl called Cleo. She had never seen a celebration before. Suddenly, Cleo heard a bang. She hopped up in joy, she knew that this was her chance to actually find a family. She was so happy.
The first family she went to was a young family but they took no notice of the small girl. The next place she went to was a lady on a pasty stall but she said for her to go away you can’t eat my pasty.
The poor girl could not find anybody but then she saw a boy fall in the water. She wanted to help so she jumped in too, but suddenly a tall ship appeared …It was a fisherman. He saw the girl and said you’re coming home with me. Cleo recognised the man but suddenly…
A lady came out of the crowd who Cleo recognised. The lady said “CLEO?” Cleo cried “Mum, Dad!”
Yesterday the astonishing tall ships came in because it was the Tall Ships Festival. They were in Falmouth Harbour which was full of all kinds of people crowding around to see the boats come in.
Some had sails of bright vibrant colours. One ship had all the different flags of countries. Most ships had the flag of Great Britain on their boat. Everyone seemed happy and joyful there.
There were stunning, eye catching fireworks going off in the sky. The fireworks were loud but beautiful; they came in all shapes and sizes.
Everyone went home happy from the amazing day at the Tall Ships Festival.
Dear Diary,
My home town, Falmouth, was running out of food, so me and my six best friends, have set off, on a tall ship, to another part of England, to get some more food.
I woke up in my cabin, at about 5:35am; I was very excited because we were heading back to Falmouth. My cabin was dark red, just like the colour of a fox’s fur, it had bright blue pillows on the floor for me to sleep on. I lay down on the pillows squeezing my head in between them. Then, I started to read my book…
As the beautiful birds swooped past the window, singing their little bird songs, Ely (one of my best friends) cried “LAND AHOY!!” I was very excited, I was jumping with joy! We all ran over to either side of the boat and could see all the different, vibrant lights around the harbour. The bright fireworks reflecting off the boat’s sails were magnificent. Everyone was cheering and yelling “They’re back, they’re back!” As we strode through the water, I could see my brother rushing through the crowds. He had his three pennies in one hand with two big Cornish pasties in the other. He gave one to me as he started to rip out a big juicy bit of meat. We both chewed on the scrumptious delight and watched the rest of the firework display.