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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I Love Playing Rugby
By Ashton
I love playing rugby on a Sunday throughout the winter and the cold rainy nights twice a week. The wins make us feel like we’re on top of the world...
In Primary School
By Keith
In primary school, I had a friend who would always cause trouble with the teachers. We both had an affinity for paper planes, so during lunchtime, we would sneak into...
I Like To Ride
By Seth
I like to ride bikes with my friends and it is a good time. When we went for an early morning bike ride in Ramsgate / Sans Souci there was...
Trust
By Reigne
Trust, for friendship there needs to be trust don’t snitch, trust them not to overcharge you they don’t backstab you they won’t scam you friends give you discounts
When I Was Younger
When I was younger, my two older sisters were my only friends. We always annoy each other, steal each others’ food from the canteen. We were very close in age...
The Sky Is Splashed
The sky is splashed with a vibrant yet calm serenity. I wait to be alone to find serenity on the ocean in my canoe that brings me from place to...
I Peacefully Sway
By Cady
I peacefully sway in the vast shifting blue ocean, gazing towards the endless horizon. It gives me the unmeasurable euphoric feeling of peace the waves crash around me. You...
Personal Opportunity
Personal opportunity can be almost anything. You just have to be prepared for the opportunities thrown at you in life. Professional opportunity can include something you decide to do when...
Life
By Logan
Life is death. I have to go to school. I have to deal with your nonsense. Nothing good knock on your door with a meatlovers pizza. I am sick of...
War Is Bad Because
By Daniel
War is bad because it endangers many lives and causes mass destruction. In some cases, it can deplete major food supplies.
I’ll Admit
By Dimitri
I’ll admit that I’m not sure that this inquiry is even productive. I am fidgeting. I pull my phone out my pocket, click it open. No, I do not weep...
Jealousy Is A Bee Stinging
By Aleksander
Jealousy is a bee stinging you on your chest, betrayal leaking out like blood. Fake friends are like plastic bags floating through the ocean waiting to plague.
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Stage 4
From our Writers Teaching Teachers Writing creative writing program. The shopping centre walls were made of smaller shops and stalls. A brick, sheltered pathway leads people to the large interior....
A close call of a shark chose surfboard over human
By Natalie, Year 6
On the first of may 2022 a girl that lives in Hawaii is called Natalie that’s 12 had a close call of a shark, while she was surfing at High...
Amy Loves Appapa
By Alexandrina, Year 5
Amy loves Appapa I mean so do I But Amy loves him Up to the sky She is a true Appapa follower From head to toe But maybe she follows...