One cold and windy day there was a girl walking down the road she was eight years old and she lived in a little village called The flowers she thought to her self why is this village called that when there
isn’t aren’t any flowers. So on her way home she asked several people why her village is called The flowers but no one knew it started to become a mystery. she wondered and wondered until she remembered she could go and ask the oldest man in the village. Every one said he knows every thing so she ran and ran all the way to his house and by the time she got there she had ran out of breathe and had to stop for a second. slowly Then the oldest man in the world came to the door and welcomed her in. Quietly the oldest man said that there was flower years ago they just don’t grow in the village any more because no one had planted seeds in the ground and that’s all she wanted to know.
How can something so tiny create such chaos. One day my mom told me to pack my favourite things cause WW2 has broke she took me to a train station and told me to get on the train I noticed that there were lots and lots of children on the train.
How could something so tiny cause so much destruction in a matter of seconds? Why do you have to fight if you want peace is it all worth it? how could something so small cause so much death in one area? Why does this happen to innocent people just like us?
this is a story about if the fantasy was real this is a story about if modern day met the past.One day a in peculiar man had just woke up in a different bed in a different house and in a different time and was in a different family.
David was on a adventure to kill this massive ogar called the Exterminator he ruled all of the land. He was the strongest of them all. These were the weapons what David had. He had a sword,crossbow and a shield to protect him. The ogar lived in a cave deep in the forest. David went by foot when he found the cave it was so dark you couldn’t see the ogar then David heard a noise he saw exterminator the blue skin. They had a big fight David stabbed the ogar in the heart then he died
How could a bomb so tiny fit in a coca cola can and blow up a whole plane.It set plague all over the world and many people became what we call zombies that eat other people and turn them
into to zombies if they don’t eat all of them.There is only 100,000 10,000 people left in the world and there’s 6 billion zombies so they are very out numbered and are in groups of 6.The most armed group are the army there are 12 of them with mini guns and sub machine guns.The world is starting to fall is this the end? no one knows…..
How could something so tiny course this much damage to this world? W
well I i guess you never miss something until it’s gone. I it’s like the whole world has came to a stand still. Because one tiny thing got killed the rest of the world have to pay for something I did I didn’t think at all when I done that I thought killing that little thing why was I so foolish to do that its like I was tricked in to destroying the world how could I kill everyone in the world I im going to die i ve killed everyone well that destiny.
how could something so small be so mighty? This is a story about a little dinosaur with a with a growth hormone so that made him as small as a boulder which you may think is big but for dinosaurs this is extremely small. His name is Trike. He likes to box agenised bigger dinosaurs to become a professional dino Boxer but to become one he had to take down the king of dinosaurs D3. D3 could kick with 1000lbs, and that would almost kill a dinosaur if it hit there chest or head. Will this dino take him down? find out tomorrow later.
How could something so tiny explode a gigantic plane with a tiny bomb secretly hidden in the mysterious plane. The bomb was as hot as a flask. As
the they were flying through the majestic calm pure white baby blue b sky the nasty hidden bomb had exploded the back of the blue mysterious plane. The red alarm went off … . Tons of people had died in the plane. everybody screamed, they held onto their chairs and panicked. The left engine was smoking with fire. The blue plane had suddenly crashed straight into a high way everybody had sadly died. A car had exploded with the plane…
Once upon a time, a magical pig was on an mission to destroy the world and just CAUSE TOTAL CHAOS. He started in New York. A giant building is what he wanted to destroy and the Big Apple was his FIRST VICTIM. This was DEVISTATING but CONFUSING to the people of New York because this MAGICAL was so small. One of the people said “How could something be so tiny but cause such destruction. Unfortunately, The pig was somehow shot down by the military even though the pig was minute. The world has survived a THE LITTLE TINY DANGER PIG.
How could something so tiny be so powerful and aggressive , to destroy a whole city. This is a story about the world war 2 bombing in London. I woke up this morning and my mum told me to pack my favourite things, and then I got on a train that was also full of kids under the age of 18, I didn’t know where I was going my mum would not tell me what was going on but she sounded really worried. When I finally arrived we were given to people that lived in the country- side so we wouldn’t get hurt in the war…
How could something so tiny cause something so tragic. Whilst a Russian plane carrying over 200 passengers on board was blown up in the sky by a tiny bomb (in a can), we still don’t know weather the bomb was on board or off. They are slowly finding leftovers of the plane in deserts and motorways. We now remember those that had died during the crash. Russia are keen to know why they had let a bomb in the plane or who planted it on the plane. The guards should of been watching.
HOW COULD SOMETHING SO TINY CAUSE SUCH TRAGEDY…
How could something tiny make me so ill. what happened was that a leaf started falling down and i was allergic to something small i had to run to the bathroom to take my tablets before i throw up. my mum was so kind that i can stay up until my dad gets back from work but i still have to do my homework whilst watching a film because i don’t want to get told of by my teacher.Suddenly i saw a load of police walking up and down the street it looks like there guarding a house for someone.
Once upon a time, there lived a tiny baby pig. He lived in a little wooden house because his parents lived on a farm. One day, he saw his arch nemesis called Mr. Whiskers on holiday. When he was on holiday Super pig ( baby pig ) had to fight Mr.Whiskers because he was attacking the restaurants. Super pig came in like a wrecking ball and punched Mr.Whiskers right in the face! Then super pig got a round of applause and then someone said ” How could something so tiny create all of this madness? ” Someone shouted. Then super pig flew back home.
How could something so tiny be so amazing. As he ran drooling every where skidding round corners. exploring the carpet like a jungle climbing up the fire place raiding through the kitchen cupboard. Reporting back to base of his finding faceted by the vast world around him drinking like a king in the wine cellar getting all dusty in the loft skiing in the freezer finally running into the tiny little ship for the tiny little man. it then flew off and back to his home planet BOOM Theengine blew up in to a million peace’s he’s dead….!!!!!
How could some so tiny do someone so great and this is a story about the boy who risked his life for his country.There was once a boy called Jamie who was very clever and selfless but that lead to his death which made the whole world cry and thought to themselves why cant all of us be like him?Jamie was a boy who got bullied at
winton winton primary school he loved the world. when he did something out of our belief that he stopped terrorist attack and tackled the leader before he could shoot everyone so the leader blew himself up and killed Jamie.
How could something so tiny be so strong and devastating. I woke up this morning and my mum told me to quickly get changed and pack my favorite things in a suite case and come down stairs. Then we walked very quickly to the train station. She was acting like she wanted to get rid of me. Then she said the war has broken out and you have to go to the countryside to keep safe and i can come back when the war is over and everything is back to normal. We said goodbye and I waved goodbye and the train left…
As the Snowball hit the door I could feel a chill down my spine as the door behind me opened “I shouldn’t be in here”. I saw the doll looking at me when I accidentally knocked over a doll on a bike, it rid around me and banged into the door. Meanwhile the doll had mysteriously disappeared and reappeared on the shelf. I slowly crept towards the doll taking my gloves off I reached out for the doll i felt my soul getting ripped from my body BANG for a moment just silence, then my vision slowly came back, all lines, colors and blurs are gone and I can see again but that’s not a good thing since I realize “I’M THE DOLL!!!” slowly another doll rose from the table “NOOOOO!!!” that’s the next victim.
How could something so tiny start something so big, one comment on a blog could start a massive argument links could be posted to different websites for bigger arguments or fights. Total chaos would begin from one comment on one video on one website on The Internet. That’s why the internet is dangerous and you shouldn’t enable comments for videos the invention was great but not really since it starts flame wars and that is really not good so comments on videos are dumb and they shouldn’t of been invented and then this wouldn’t of happened 😀 😀 😀 😀
Firstly, we came into school thinking it was a normal day until we saw the teachers dressed as world war two people. As soon as we saw them we thought is this something to do withe our rock and roll show / musical on the 19th of November 2015 but it wasn’t, it was our new topic about world war two.
Secondly, we went to 6lm to make shortbread biscuits we could eat in the afternoon and we learnt that it only took four ingredients to make them margarine, sugar, milk and flour and created them into what ever shape you desired to make.
Last of all in 6jw we created poems and other things to do with Flanders fields. Some of us did picture poems and others did acrostic poems this was our ww2 day.
Today has been a really exiting day, we have learnt about evacuees, we have made short bread and wrote poems about people who died in the war.
we’ve learnt that children under the age of 19 got sent away from their parents to places like Canada or Australia and places that were not involved in the war. And if the people didnt want the children they would kick them out and they would have to live in the streets. even if they had a brother or a sister they wouldnt always be sent to the same country. The war started in 1939 and ended in 1945. We also learnt what ingredients are in short bread and how easy it is to make all that is in it is butter, plain flour, and granulated sugar. Also in the afternoon we learnt about the the soldiers that died in the war. We had to do a poem about ww2
i was walking home jumping in the crunchy cold white snow ,when i came across the black board that every 11 years old write there names on as a tradition . Suddenly i heard a weird banging noise like a calling bang . And i turned around and i saw a shop but then i realized it wasent a normal shop. It was a shop full of dolls and on a stand right in front of the window there was a doll who looked like my twin it was my twin doll …the same clothes and everything. It was creepy but i wanted to find out more.Questions like why is this happening why in this shop-i ran to the wooden ice cold door and tried to open it but unfortunately it wouldn’t budge.I was angry so i walked away .But then i heard the door and I jumped around and smiled .It was completely silent i walked i and the floor felt like a jigsaw puzzle mysteriously the doll had moved why did my doll move why ow why. I started around and saw the strange doll on the wooden box how did this happen .I walked towards it and a tiny boy doll on a bike fell right down in front of me and i tripped over it .It went bang to the door….what was going to happen next with these dolls. i was even more curious now.I was jumping up onto the box and my hand was about to touch the doll but it went up even higher this is just crazy. these two twin dolls were watching same as all the other dolls they were all looking around too. the doll was on the shelf now the dusty old shelf. i reached up as high as i could and touched its china noes ………..i was having flash backs strange mistirious flash backs .i was now staring at the anciant room from the shelf i was now the doll. this must be how they moved in the first pace but this was still a mistery……
Today on Monday we did a world war day and I made shortbread and did a poem and did a letter pretending to be a vacation child in the world war 2 and I really enjoyed it.
Today on Monday we had world war day we were in each class with each teacher learning different things we made short bread and we wrote world war two letters and we also wrote a poppy poem . that was our day I found it very good
Today I had a topic day about WORLD WAR II! We learnt about being an evacuee in World War II… We had to write a diary entry or a letter to our parents to see what it was like, because the children did that when they found out that they were getting fostered… They wrote to there parents when they got to the foster home to tell them what there day was like and to tell there parents if they like it or not! We watched a video to see how it was…
Then we did some cooking in Miss Marshall’s class and made some short bread with only 4 ingredients… We had 2 groups of about seven in each group. We took turns to make the short bread whilst the other groups did crossword and word search… We had to do it about rationing and all the foods, furniture and clothes… We had to try and work it out from our word search…
In Mr Wilsons class we learnt about soldiers and we had to do a poem about them… We had a choice of doing a Picture Poem or a Plain Old Boring Poem! I didn’t like it that much because I don’t like doing poems or writing… The reason I don’t like it is because my favourite subject is maths…
I think I wouldn’t like to live in the WORLD WAR II times is because 38,000 people have to be evacuated to different countries… Even if you have a brother or a sister you wouldn’t get go to the same country!!!
I walked through the hard wooden iced door I was extremely scared but I wanted to know what was happening. I could see the doll that looked like my twin. It stood there on a hard wooden box creepily looking her in the eyes.she annoyingly wanted to grab the doll. Suddenly a little man doll fell to the dusty floor from the old wooden shelf’s. There were dozens of ancient dolls everywhere.the doll on the bike was hitting the door constantly going bang bang bang.she was hearing lots of stange noises.this was getting creepy the doll was now on the self magically with lots of other strange looking dolls.She stepped onto the the box she wanted to grab the doll she almost touched and………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….
My hand was shaking like mad i could just about feel the dolls face.My fingertips just about touched the precious china noes all of a sudden i had some strange flash backs i dident know what happened . my lfe flashed before my eyes.i i i was on the shelf my eyes were staring at the whole room the dark empty room the room looked strange and different. i looked around I was now the door standing on the dark dusty sho elf at the window another small doll turned up what was going thappen now
One day there was a girl called Alma. She was on her way back from school but her parents were not in so she decided to play on the streets till her parents got back. Then she walked past a China doll shop and behind her it said
RIGHT WRITE YOUR NAME!! So she did. She heard a loud creaking noise behind her. She turned around and saw a China doll which looked exactly like her she ran up to the hand ridden window and rubbed her new orange gloves on the window to see exactly what the doll was wearing. It was wearing the exacted same as her. Alma was confused. Then in the blink of an eye the doll vanished. Alma went to open the door but she couldn’t because of this she got frustrated so she throw a massive snow ball at the window on the door. Then the door opened a slight crack. ” what? The door wouldn’t open a minute ago with me pushing as hard as I could so why is it opening without me trying? ” Alma pushed the heavy door and looked around then she found the doll but before she could take a footstep she accidentally stood a a doll on a old fashioned bike so Alma needled down and picked the doll up but as fast as a rocket it zoomed towards the door but before the doll could get to the door it slammed shut BANG!! Then the doll on the bike relentlessly rode into the door.BOOM!! BANG!! BOOM!! Yet again the doll they looked like Alma vanished. Alma looked everywhere but couldn’t find the doll. Finally she found her identical doll she took her oringe glove off with her watery mouth and reached for the top shelf Alma skimmed her index finger across the dolls nose. All of a sudden flash backs of the last few minutes ran through her mind the she notices her self on top shelf unable to move she noticed she was inside the doll.
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A ancient piano and a tired and lonely man sitting in a dark room thinking of memories from the past. His wrinkly hands gently touching the bright piano keys as he thinks of one of his memories, his beloved wife. As he slowly turns around he sees his wife and they start playing the piano together. About 10 seconds later the wife gave the old man a gentle kiss on the cheek, and when he turned around to look at her she had disappeared.
Suddenly, another memory came racing through his mind, he was at war. He was a medic in the army with his brother. They were behind a crooked wall that was very unstable and was about to fall down. His brother was about to shoot. He slowly turned and shot . BANG!!! BANG!!! his brother was lying in a puddle of his own blood. The old man pulled him to safety and picked him up. It was to late he was dead left to rot there.
Mysteriously, when he forgot about his brother he had another memory race through his mind. he began to become smaller and happier until it stopped. He was a child again . He got given a present and was all exited about it, he opened his present and he got a toy horse that he had always wanted. Straight after that, he started riding it all around the room and jumping around with it. When he got older he got a little bit upset when he passed it on to his grandson for him to play with it. When the grandson finished playing with it, he went to the old mans piano to play the last note of the outstanding tune.
This week and last week,year 6 have been watching a short video/animation about a man who has memories about his life but the memories that he does have are devastating and sad. Let me show you what I’ve
One day, a sad and lonely old man started to play a tune like he was at a funeral.The old man gently tapped each key as memories rushed through his powerful mind.Mysteriously, a transparent figure sat by his side playing the piano.It was the ghost of his dead wife.She gave him one final kiss goodbye and then evaporated into thin air.
In a flash,his mind stopped for a moment and focused on a devastating part of his life.He was a medic in world war two and he was on the scary but dangerous battlefield with his brother.”No don’t go,there is too many out there” the old man shouted in an angry voice.”Don’t worry I’ll be fine”(brother gets shot.)The man couldn’t save his wounded brother.He was left to rot in a little pit of dirt.A tear dropped down from the man’s cheek.Guilt rushed through the man’s mind.
Begging Praying for happiness, the man witnessed another awful memory but this time it was less unhappy.He grew younger and younger and younger until…he was a little happy boy.He was gifted with his favorite toy,a toy horse.He galloped on his horse like usain bolt.He grew older,older and older until he had to hand his toy horse over to his grandson.His grandson then galloped to the piano where his granddad was playing that sad tune.Him and his grandson both played the last note of the tune.
I saw the door had opened a crack I entered the shop it was filthy.? I saw my doll and went to get it but I kicked a doll accsurdently it made a brake for the door BANG.? Touched the doll and I saw a new world flash before me and I was the doll and I saw a new doll at the window “NOOOOOOOOO.!” shimmered Alma I saw the doll it had red hear and red dress
I woke up which felt like an eternity of parylised fear, i saw a man i only heard of in my dreams. He looked friendly so he told me he wanted to be my friend so i shook his gigantic hand. First we played pong i won, he raged and stomped of. I asked to play in the remote controlled car, we played. Next we played skydiving with a napkin, he said that we were best friends and to never betray each other. When i walked in he was on the computer looking for people like me BETRAYLE why i asked he didn’t answer he then chucked me in a gloomy dark room i turned my back on the door millions of them trajicly torched by the self centred man this was the end for me.