Tick Tock went the clock,
Charlie lost his sock,
“The fireworks are coming” shouts everyone,
People start cheering and having fun,
The locals are waving,
Fireworks are blazing,
Flags are flapping,
Penny’s in her house,
And all the wood lice are crawling to see the magic,
We hope it doesn’t rain because that’ll be tragic,
Black and white Cornish cats, little itchy scuttling rats,
Seagulls are scared,
They come in pairs,
My uncle glares,
Trees are swaying,
Children are playing,
The sea is shining like a diamond,
We’ve got firemen in case of a fire,
Go to the art gallery and you’ll see John Dyer.
By Teagan Condy
As the tall ships come sailing by
‘Hooray! Hooray!’ the people cry
As they surf on the ocean blue
The children shout ‘Wahoo! Wahoo!’
When the fireworks let off a spark
All the dogs jump up and bark
The lifeboats shine their lights to the sky
It makes the little babies cry
As the parade comes to a close
On everyone’s faces the sadness shows
As the crowd begins to clear
Only silence you can hear.
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!
The Day I Saw the Tall Ships
When I woke up, I charged downstairs. There waiting for me was my dog, Dug the Pug. For breakfast, I ate my croissant with jam on it. “Bye Mum!” I said.
“Don’t forget your money and sun cream!” shouted mum.
I jumped on my skateboard and went to meet my friend, Joby, at the harbour. “There are a lot of people eating lot’s of pasties, candyfloss and ice cream,” I said with hungry eyes! As I looked around I could see the tall ships starting to make their way into the harbour. They were extraordinary. They were slightly rocking backwards and forwards on the waves and the crew were sailing them very carefully near each other. One of the sailors was my dad and it made me very happy to know he was safe and sound. I would be hugging him and telling him about what had been happening.
Me and Joby ate so much candyfloss that our tongues were red as a strawberry. Next we played on the beach and in the sea. When it was 9:00, we sat on the harbour wall, listening to BOOMS, WHIZZES and FIZZES of the fireworks. We saw gold, green red and blue shoot into the sky. “I can’t wait until next year!”
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‘Tall Ships’ by Kieran, Age 9 Years
One day a boy called Jeff was waiting for his father to come home. He was a sailor on a tall ship and had been away for three months and his ship was arriving in the harbour the following day.
Jeff was extremely excited because the town was preparing to celebrate the ships coming home. They were decorating the town with bunting and sweet smelling roses. The town was full of people busily passing by. There was a joyful atmosphere even though it was very crowded.
That night Jeff could hardly sleep. He couldn’t wait till the next morning when his father would be home and he could hug him and tell him how much he missed him. He was looking forward to seeing the fireworks light up the night sky as they fizzed, popped and whizzed…
I woke up and looked out of my window from my cosy bed. There were so many colourful ships passing my window. Outside was busy and people were bustling and jostling to get a good view of the boats. There were rides and people selling candy floss but my eye was on one of the boats, a beautiful pine brown one with a figurehead at the bow of the boat shaped like an angel dancing down from heaven.
I smiled and heaved a sigh of relief. My Mum and Dad were on that boat. They waved to me and I wildly waved back. I was staying with my auntie and uncle. They were very kind to me but I still missed my parents.
I ran out of my door, forgetting my coat in my haste, but I didn’t care I would soon be hugging my Mum and Dad, I was so excited. People pushed me but I pushed them back, everywhere was a hive of activity, there were people who were selling sweets, who pulled me and asked me if I wanted sweets but I ran and they let me go. There were fishermen who blocked my way and asked me if I wanted fish but I dodged past them and carried on running. I was going to see something better than these colours, I was even going to see something better than sweets and chocolates. I was going to see my Mum and Dad.
At last I eventually reached the harbour, I pushed to the front and right in front of my eyes was my Mum and Dad!
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‘Diary Entry’ by Sophie, Age 8 Years
Dear Diary,
I woke up and I was so excited. I went down stairs to eat my breakfast and when I had finished, I went to meet up with my friends. Me Ceri, Jessie and Abby all went down to Falmouth harbour. As we all walked along we saw all the amazing tall ships getting ready for the show.
The tall ships and small ships were stunning and the fireworks were exploding across the moonlit sky. All of this was very exciting; I could not take my eyes off it for one second. It was the best thing I had ever seen because of the bursting colours and joyful sounds of the sea shanties and sails.
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‘Tall Ships’ by Stan, Age 10 Years
It was the biggest day of my life. There was going to be fireworks and people around the out skirts of the harbour cheering us on. As we sang a sea shanty with the beats of the drum; we began to enter the gates of the harbour. The crew had taken the sails down and stood on the masts. Waving their hats at the crowd everybody had a smile on their face ; it was a mind blowing experience, a day I will never forget…
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.
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‘Tall Ships’ by Sam, Age 11Years
One night, at quarter to twelve, The Tall Ships came in. Fireworks exploded and laughter filled the air. People were pushing and pulling to get a good view. Fishermen were selling fish and shellfish behind their stalls, calling their wares. The ships were in all different colours but my eye was fixed upon one great oak ship with a figurehead of quartz. Her masts blue, her hull yellow, she wore all the countries upon her sail, her decks filled with happy sailors singing sea shanties. She was beautiful, she sailed agilely across the water.
All my sadness of my brother at sea drained out of me, knowing he was safe. I was filled with joy and happiness, now knowing peace was around me. Then I saw a lovely sight; I saw a boy, probably no older than eleven playing the accordion and he was the heart of the music. Without thinking I began to dance and cheer; I felt a great weightlessness in myself. I felt proud to be here, still the fireworks went off and by now it was 1:15 am and I was exhausted, so I went home.
I had a great night.