Stage 2

Creative Writing

Stage 2 Students Get Creative!

Stage 2 are exploring the theme of ‘Friendship’ in English this term. Students were tasked with writing a story about some friends exploring the local area they live in, it could be fictional or based on real life. 

Here are two of the stories written:

A TRIP AROUND LEURA MALL

On a cold day in August, Heidi and Bette were walking down to breakfast half awake and half asleep “Snow!” yelled Bette, running downstairs to the kitchen for breakfast. “It’s Sago which is another English word for ‘sleet’ which is a light mix of snow with a light mix of rain.” Heidi corrected Bette. “Snow!” Retorted 3-year-old Mildred, crossly. “For the last time it is sl-” Heidi was interrupted by Mildred again. “SNOW! SNOW! SNOW!” Mildred cried. Bette nudged at Heidi. Heidi nodded back ‘FINE’ and went back upstairs to put her coat on so they could go outside and make a mud man for Mildred. 

When they went outside, Miss Jenkins, their next door neighbour was out on the council strip watering the daffodils. “G’day, Betsy Jacobs, can you take Paws to the dog park? You know how he can be in this cloudy weather, eh?” Miss Jenkins asked. It was a hard thing not to avoid Miss Jenkins; she always did favours for them and gave them presents on Christmas Eve, before they were supposed to receive them. Bette hesitated. “Well-er-alright.” Bette sighed. “You darlings.” Miss Jenkins said to herself when they left for town with Miss Jenkins’ dog, Paws, pattering on behind them. 

The street lights shone in the nests of fog that hung around them. Mrs Clayton and her sister Lady Clayton met them on their way to Bloom Park.  Mrs Clayton was a strict older woman with steel grey hair and piercing nail-like eyes and Lady Clayton was the complete opposite of her with starry blue eyes and more whitish hair which she had tightly pinned up at the top of her head. Luckily, Bette and Heidi, managed to run across the path past Megalong Books and up near the train station. Paws barked loudly, “Roof! Roof!” Heidi thought if he could speak he would say: “Why can’t you strange people take me to Bloom Park?” But of course she never shared that with Bette because Bette always had the opposite opinion of her and you would never know what she was thinking because what you were thinking would be different and vice versa.

Now they were at the building which used to be Le Goblet Restaurant and nobody knew what they were doing with it now with the newspaper pages taped to the door with some graffiti scribbled all over it’s mauve-purple walls. There was also The Red Cross Shop right near The Nook. 

“Toy Shop!” Exclaimed Mildred, walking right into the toy shop, familiarising herself with the manager, and picking up a sparkly mermaid costume, Thomas the train engine, plastic silver painted fairy wand, and a bottle of bubble mixture. Heidi looked sternly down at Mildred, grabbed her by the hand and hissed: “No!” several times at her. Mildred wept and went to disguise herself in the shop window with a tea party set and a princess teddy bear holding at least 20 beanie boos. Bette shrugged at Heidi.

Heidi dragged Bette to the corner so she could privately speak with her where nobody would hear. “Next time,” She said, making sure nobody was looking. “don’t say: ‘alright’ to Miss Jenkins when she wants us to take her dog for a walk.” Bette shrugged again; she knew it was polite of her to agree to Miss Jenkins’ plans but she just said nothing and nodded soberly. Then they departed the private curtained corner and went over to the window where Mildred was acting like a toy doll. “Alright you can have the bubble mixture and the fairy wand but absolutely nothing else.” “What about the money? It costs sixty dollars and eighty cents per item!” Bette whispered loudly into Heidi’s ear. “I have sixty dollars and you have one dollar at home so that would be sixty-one dollars so we can pay all of the money for Mildred.” Exclaimed Heidi. Bette shrugged for the third time. Once they had paid for Mildred’s toys they went home and realised they had actually walked two kilometres from their house to the mall! Paws did get his walk after all, thought Bette. And that is the end of our story, 

GOODBYE! 

By Darcey Fisher, Year 3, Stage 2 Cherries

WILLIAM RETURNS 

William had finally returned. After two years in Melbourne, William had finally come home. In fact, he now lived in a new house next to mine in Lawson. I had really missed him. The letters took so long to reach each other. 

I started showing him around my neighbourhood. William particularly liked the grass hubs. The grass hubs are a series of sword grass bushes that make up passageways and areas on a steep grass hill. There are two hubs currently. One has a big series of passageways all ending up in the same place, which is a big look out area and also has a way through the bush to the big grassy hill. The second one is a large room with two rest areas that lead to a large lookout. We also added a few walls using cardboard, to block tons of entrances that weren't necessary. We crawled to the bush base and he decided not to play in it that afternoon. “It does seem a little creepy in the setting sun”, I told William to make him feel better. 

The next day we went to Magpie Markets and I bought him my favourite boysenberry ice creams. He said they were delicious, though the ice creams did melt a bit, because of the heat. After the markets, we went home together and got our bikes. We headed up to sunset rock and did a few skids and wheelies on the way. Then I showed him the axe grinding grooves and the water holes, because I knew he’d like them. Then we raced down Roberts Road. The result was we tied, apparently. We have so much more to do: extend the grass hubs and the bush base, do more riding, we need to do so many bushwalks too and play at our homes, but the best thing is… William’s back!!!

By James Tierney, Year 4, Stage 2 Cherries

Ms Elizabeth Christie

Stage 2 Teacher

Junior School Wentworth Falls