Stories

We publish thousands of stories each year, all written by our brilliant students. Here’s a selection of what they’ve been writing across our workshops.

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By Angel

This horse shoe is from a horse I’d had since I was first born. I was riding her before she passed away.

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By Gunisha

A cricket bat is really important to me because it represents my passion. I love how the cricket bat feels in my hand and the sound of it when it hits a ball.

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By Erica

One day I baked a cake with my mum. It was shaped like a butterfly with a naked barbie doll in the middle of it.

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By Ciel

Money is special to me, so that I can get things that I want, like any kind of food and any kind of clothes.

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By Tahlia

Slimy, sweet, sticky, Yummy like sugar. Honey is important and is good with weetbix. It reminds me of when I was six, and I was sick, and my pop gave me a teaspoon of honey.

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By Garvika

My dog died in 2014, six years ago. It has been a long time, but I still have his collar.

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By Hannah

My bows looks absolutely beautiful to me in my opinion. They smell like the shampoo, and conditioner in my hair.

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By Sarah

My books are all different colours and sizes. They smell like happiness, they feel soft, and calming. I wouldn't have made it through this whole pandemic if I didn’t have my books.

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By Brooklyn

I remember when I slipped and broke my arm. We were playing, and it was wet, I pushed the ball out of Jett’s arms and then I slipped.

The Lurk

By Jhett

It was dark and silent. Maybe too quiet. A flicker of light. I saw him, his spikes frighten me.

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By Deya

This historic piece of fluff was from a four year old’s teddy bear that she got when she was born. The bear was a dark brown colour and it had a pastel coloured ribbon. It got burnt in a bonfire at a skatepark. His name was Remmy, and she carried it everywhere.

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By Alice

This piece of hair is from when a three year old was cutting her own hair in her room.

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By Alice

Black and white as a magpie Looks like darkness, and paper Tastes of rice and caviar 
Reminds me of my favourite shade

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By Bella

Yummy, nice to eat in my tummy, probably feels bumpy. Got made a week ago, got eaten a week ago. If I vomited it up, I would eat it again!

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By Bella

Blue, calming as it falls outside
Feels cool as it surrounds my body
Looks like life as I gaze at it
Tastes of salt, as I gurgle it accidentally
When I dunk my head in the ocean
Reminds me of home as I splash around at the beach