From Our Students 

WRITING COMPETITION

The Murrumbeena story writing contest is now open to all year levels. 

The contest has two categories, junior and senior. 

Stories are due by Wednesday 21st of April. Stories can be on any topic you like. Please return your writing to the school office. The winners of the contest will have their story published in the school newsletter.

Verity and Emma 6M

SOME AMAZING POETRY FROM OUR YEAR 6 STUDENTS

A New World

Aquamarine water surrounds me

making me feel minuscule. 

Enclosed and remote.

Glinting light shining through the surface,

trying to blind me like the sun in my eyes.

Millions of sharp knives

hang from the top of the underwater world.

Renewed museums of an ancient wonderland.

Swimming in a circular, spectacular scene.

This landscape is to die for.

 By Audrey M. (6C)

Escape 

Curved moss

collides with burnt orange and maple leaves.

The tree’s

legs poke out and I trip.

I notice a

figure in the distance.

I walk closer.

And closer.

And closer.

And closer.

And closer.

Until I jolt

up, unaware of the escape I was just in.

By Anya D. (6C)

Jam Donut 

Cinnamon glittering in the  night sky

A shining raspberry, red dollop of jam

Gracefully gliding down my cheek

A soft cloud from heaven touches my tongue

The hot jam sizzling in my mouth

Sugar grinding on my teeth 

The sweet golden dough smell wafts through the air 

Leaving me to only to want more 

A cinnamon sugar moustache forming on my face 

The sweetness that comes upon my mouth 

Cinnamon adding on a little spice and tang

As the taste danced on my tongue 

My mouth latching on to the sweet cloud

The crunch of the crispy dough 

Steaming air blowing onto my face like a fan

By Ameerah D. (6M)

Snape’s Doe

The midnight moonlight,

Showers the empty clearing,

Bathing it in a sparkling, 

Shimmering glow.

Even after death,

Lily had explained the impossible,

And how rare and beautiful,

it is to even exist.

To repay her for all she did for him,

Snape helped poor Potter in his time of need,

To bring him what he desperately requires.

He reached for his wand, 

And outstretched his hand,

And whispered these words,

“Expecto… patronum!”

By Jaimie C. (6M)

Red Riding Hood Ballad

Bearing scrumptious snacks are packed 

Dressed in her cloak so red

On a trip to see her grandma 

Who is sick in bed

She heads into the inky woods

Down the path she walks 

A sneaky sly wolf sees her there 

Watching her like a hawk 

The wolf leaps into Granny’s bed 

Gobbles Granny up whole

Hides under the feathery quilt 

As red riding comes a stroll 

He darts from under the blankets

Like a cunning spy

He opens his mouth to eat her too

But she lets out a piercing cry

A hunter comes and finds her there

Shaking like a leaf

Cuts the wolf with a mighty swing 

Finds Gran in disbelief 

By Alyssa L.(6M)

The Mischievous Forest - Free Verse

A gust of wind shudders across me,

It’s not too long before it’s time to flee

As I wander to the exit of the forest,

I hear something

It’s the sound of the phone ringing

The caller was making this forest a lot more

Foreboding

I hear something approaching

The aroma was rather mischievous,

Swish

I may be hallucinating but that bush just moved

Swish, swish, swish

I bolt,

Faster than ever before

I was like a kettle that didn’t even know

It was on and suddenly burst!

The world’s fastest tornado couldn’t possibly catch up to me

The clouds grumbled,

The thunder roared

Footsteps follow me,

I feel everything but glee

I trip onto my knees

Nooo!

I was petrified,

My whole body filled with aghast

I turned around to see my evil frenemy,

Oh Stacy, of course it is you

She’s been pranking me endlessly, 

It hasn’t been a blast

From whoopie cushions, to prank calls,

To being a fake ghost

Oh boy, she is a piece of toast.

By Ana D.(6D)