Super Stories

Great stories and poems from some of our library users

Chip and the Night Prowler

By Nadia Ridsdale (10 yrs) 

“Well, well, well,” said the grey haired Policeman as he opened the door to our little shed at the back of our garden. He was wearing his blue uniform that said ‘Local Police’. His shoes were shiny black and he had a surprised expression on his face as he looked inside the old, broken down, brown shed. My Dad had just rung the policeman because late last night he had seen a flickering light in the back of the garden...

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Horse riding poem about camp

By Candice Hempel

Riding together
Over logs through barrels
Around sharp corners
Getting scared nearly every minute
Thinking you will fall off the horse 

Riding by yourself
Testing your confidence
And seeing if you have faith
In yourself and the horse you are riding 
What a fun time you have riding

When you are only riding for15 or 20 minutes each in the rain
Getting all wet
It was worth it I could smell the damp wet rain. 
When riding Jaffa and i could
Smell the wet damp air
What fun it is to ride in the rain  

 The Five Tasks

By Rhys Judd

Chapter 1: World leader’s conference

The world leader’s conference is held every year on the 10th of August. This meeting was when all the leaders of the main dominating countries joined together to discuss the earth’s current situation. This year Venice had received the great honour of being able to host the Conference. Each year the world leaders invited exactly 100 guests. For some strange unknown reason this year they had decided to invite children. I mean come on, children, to one of the most boring conferences of all time. What seemed even stranger was that they had invited me. A normal brown haired, blue eyed, 15 year old, average achieving schoolboy. There was nothing special about me that I could think of. At first when I received the letter I automatically decided that I wasn’t going. But after a lot of smooth talking and bribing my mother made me go. She said it would be good for me to be informed of the earth’s problems. So here I am now standing outside a massive hall in the middle of Venice with ninety nine other children. I seemed like the only one who was not interested in this meeting, all the rest of the children were buzzing around with excitement, chatting to each other with great enthusiasm.

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