Stranded on the top of the sky blue USA’s top preschool was Fat Zak. Fat Zak is 2 years old and he weighs 40 kg but no one knows how he got up on the blue building but him. He may look fat but his basketball skills are really incredible. He wears dark blue basketball clothes with his special green hat on his bald head, he wears no shoes and he wears bright pink bonds nappy, his number on his basketball shirt is 14 [that is his favourite number] in pink writing.
Fat Zak likes playing basketball for the LA Players since the LA Lakers didn’t let him play for them because he was too young. The LA players for people that didn’t make the LA Lakers. The LA players are for people of all ages. Fat Zak sits at home shooting basketballs of his couch into his mini hoop. His favourite type of pizza is bbq and his dad buys it every second night secretly and hides under his own bright green bed, but he doesn’t know that Zak is sneaking under his bed when he goes out to buy the pizza for himself. Zak eats the delicious pizza he goes to sleep. Zaks other hobbies are to sleep in his own NBA special edition bed but that is pretty when he is under his dads bed every second night.
Fat Zak plays awesome basketball a 2 year old boy, so he is always on the news and basketball channels, the 3 news team said he was the 3rd best in the world because he can shoot a basketball of a 5 story building backwards as well as doing a headstand and get a complete swish.
Now the 3 news team is at labrone James’s house to watch Fat Zak shoot his basketball while skateboarding down a10 metre tall ramp blindfolded. When he did it an evil scientist walked past the awesome basketball hoop and the ball hit him in the face and when he was falling he accidentally shot his laser and it hit Zak right in the four head, so he got his memory token away from him so now he is just a regular 2 year old boy. So his mum and dad took him to a brand new school.
By Ryan.G

Haiku's

BIRD
Chirping and singing,
Small but bulky baby bird
Walking and playing.

Tree
Still green bushy tree,
Side to side it sways in wind
Waving to children.

Sun
A hot blazing sun,
Stays still in the gleaming sky
Shining over cities.

The three billy goats candy land.

“Yeah it’s Easter we better get going to Candy Land” “Ok, everyone always relies on us to make Easter eggs.” So the goats locked the house and started to head to work in Candy Land. After the long and exhausting walk they were slowly wandering over the golden, brown caramel bridge they all screamed in a high pitch voice “Arrgh!” “You are not allowed to go over my bridge, it’s mine.” Troll shouted with a deep dark voice. “I’m little Billy goat my big brothers are much fatter than me, let me past.” “I don’t care how big you are you are not going into Candy Land, because every year you forget about me and I’m sick of it.” Groaned the little Troll. “Come over here goats let’s make a plan and trick troll into thinking that we’ll give him all the Easter eggs in the world” said the oldest and boldest goat. They trotted back over to troll. “Troll, I know, you let us in and we will give you all the Easter eggs in the world.’’ “Hmmm”, troll hesitated for a while “alright sounds good then.” So troll jumped off the bridge and waited and waited. But as soon as they got in the super cunning goats locked the doors and didn’t give him any eggs and when the goats wanted to go home they just snuck out the back door.
The End
By Nikita

Roasted

Blazing in the sun three villages that go by the name of Poppycock, Gobbledygook and Hoppityclop were roasting under the heat. Our setting is in the high and mighty village of Poppycock where the ruler of the three lands lives.
He was complaining nastily to everyone about the heat.
“Fan me, fan me because it’s so hot and it’s your fault!” He was sitting on his throne which was, unfortunately, directly in the sun and he was shouting at his builders to move his throne into the shade in ten seconds or they would be sent to the executioner.
“Ahh! This is the life!” Creak, rustle, shiver, shake, tremble. The tree His Majesty was sitting under suddenly came alive, bent down and remarked:
“Excuse me sir, would you care to move as you are sitting on my roots?”
“I am sorry Mr, Mr...”
“My name is Mr Misbegotten!”
“Well Mr Whatsit I am sorry but I do not want to move!”
“Fine!” Munch, munch, munch, SLURP!
Elections for the new ruler:
“All in favour for Miss Clark, ten, twenty – right all in favour of Mr Misbegotten – wow that is more than the whole world!”

And that is how it was. Mr Misbegotten was known as the kind and fair ruler of the lands: Poppycock, Gobbledygook and Hoppityclop so they all lived happily ever after!!

By Amelia

A Snowy Monday Morning

Whir who whirr wing ahh morning already .Snore snore if you were wondering why I faked snoring it was because I saw Dad and he would make me do the dishes from last night we had B.K.
“You who wakey wakey.”
“Ohh why?”
“Mum just rung up its snowing really badly well, not that bad.” “Come on we are going there right now.”
“Okay okay I’ll get up.”
Vriiiiim piiits Vriiiiim as slow as a snail we drove to Mum’s house. We were going slowly because there could have been ice on the road. Beep, beep we saw mum wiping all of the soft snow of her car windows. When I got out of Dad’s car I grabbed some snow and I threw it at Dad’s back. Dad roared with pain because I made the snow ball super hard.
“He he he Dad.”
“Ahh you got me. Let’s make a snow man.”
He he he.

By Leuka