Fresh New Start

OK lets get up to date. I'm 9 now so that's that.  From now on I will be saying everything going on about ME!!! (no offence fellow bloggers) :)  This new start will include mini stories, poems, journals, and really anything I can think of. 

Unlike my other blogs, these ones won't be short and sweet so if your not one for reading, you are not one one for this blog. Just letting you know now, I've got a lot of stuff on the way.

See you in my next blog!!! ;)

Fireworks!

In 1605 Guy Fawkes tried,

to see if he could but he never should

To blow up a house to as tiny as a mouse,

He thought it would go “bang!”

But instead he got caught,

Inside his head

“This would never work”

He thought,

The houses of parliament stayed perfectly in tact,

Guy Fawkes should never have played that silly act.

The Secret : Part 1

A long time ago

In the forest of green and blue

There was a bird with red feathers

And along it flew

She had a loving owner

As you can see

But the owner has a secret

Unlike you and me

Her family didn't know her secret

Let alone a bird

She was as quiet as a mouse about it

She didn't speak a word

This secret is very special to her

She can't say it for minutes and hours

She wants to tell us both about it

You don't know how much she devours

But one day she told her bird about it

So she went into disguise

She knew she would get a curse on her

As a thick and horrifying surprise

So she travelled to a foreign land

She didn't know the time zone

But soon she realised it was the past

Because all she saw was sticks and bones

The worst year ever was almost upon us

1889

This year had something bad about it

Something not very divine

The ghosts of past, present and future

Were coming very near

But when she came to think about it

Her eyes had came to tears

We have this new teacher.

We have this new teacher

He looks like a rat

So when we get annoyed at him

We hit him with a bat

 

 

We have this new teacher

He looks like a fool

So in our swimming lesson

We chucked him in the pool

We have this new teacher

All he does is gaze

So when we get all our work done

He fells quite amazed

 

 

We have this new teacher

He's not a nice lad

But I guess I have to love him

Because he is my dad

New Blog; My World!

Welcome to my New Blog.

My name is Leah, I am 8 years old and live in Kent in England.  I love writing, everything from poems to diaries and jokes to stories.  I hope you enjoy them!

Enjoy

Leah xx