Falmouth & Royal Greenwich Tall Ships Regatta 2014 Arts Project with Artist in Residence John DyerLife is a beach
Once there was a boy, he worked on
a pirate ship, he hated living on a pirate ship, his name was Joe. short for Joseph. One day he refused to work. “You shall work slave or I will throw you over board,” the captain threatened. “No,” Joe answered bravely and then the captain was furious! “THROW HIM OVER BOARD!!!” the captain roared! The next thing he remembered was never found out until the Tall ships rescued him and that is the end of the story Joe’s grandson said.
By Jack Dow
The Lifeboat
First they set off to sail away. The kind girl was in danger… The mean boy pushed her into the salty light blue sea.
The Lifeboat came to rescue her and to bring her back to the shore. They really enjoyed being rescued as it was fun and they played in the boats.
By Abigail Allen
I stood gazing absent-mindedly into the deep, blue sea, watching the silvery-yellow fish swim by like trains down the railtrack. Out in the bay the tall ships sailed by at a snail’s pace. The busy, bustling street behind me curved round, forming a massive semi-circle of red- and cream-coloured houses. There were people selling, people buying, people chatting and people smiling. It was another normal day in Falmouth.
KEEEOOOH, BANG! Suddenly a firework shot up from the curved horizon. Oh no! The fireworks! I’d completely forgotten! I scrambled off the floor and raced down the shortcut to the redbrick house at the very bottom of the frantic, filled street. Luckily for me, the fireworks were very close, so I had a perfect view of the amazing colours erupting in the sky.
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.
Jim sighted a cat alone, abandoned by its master – no-one looking for it, no-one tending it. Jim, pasty in hand, walked cautiously towards the frightened creature, broke off a meaty chunk, held it out and waited. The cat crept forward, its pads pressing on the ground lightly, sparingly knocked the meat from his hand and chewed on it curiously, tugging at the juicy delight.
After that he took the cat home and as they walked the fireworks started reflecting off the giant sails down in the harbour. Sailors climbed the tall strong masts of their proud ships. The water, dazzling on the seals and dolphins, gleamed in the stars. Cries of “Anchor down” and all the bangs, whizzes and fizzes greeted him on the way to the door.
Then the music of the sea commenced, swishes and crashes of the waves on the pebbles, climbing their way on to the rocks. The squarks of seagulls crying at passers-by. A dog’s harsh bark sends the seagulls flying towards the moon……
I’m Rocky. It’s hard to feel sad when everyone else is happy around you? Even if you are me. My life wasn’t the easiest it had ups and downs – more downs than ups -but I got here in the end. On my unicycle. I always wanted to be an entertainer. Everyone else told me I wouldn’t do it, I was useless. But I did.
It all started when I was 10. When my Maths teacher told me I was rubbish. Never liked her! From then on I knew I wanted to make other people happy, because I was sad, and now I’m living the dream. With content, laughing children surrounding me like the sea surrounds an island. I can believe that I make a difference. I’m not rubbish or useless and I CAN DO IT, no matter what anyone says – teacher or not.
I now live for the joy on children’s faces, their happy smiles and charming ways. And all because I am only happy when those around me are.