Writing for Children
I love reading to my children, and my fascination with books has definitely rubbed off on them.
Here are a selection of stories I have begun to write for the younger child.
Here are a selection of stories I have begun to write for the younger child.
Billy meets Beckham
The journey to London was a bit boring. We were on the train for over two hours. Mum had packed a colouring book but had forgotten the crayons, which was typical of her. Steve, Mum's new boyfriend, kept trying to talk to me about football. Except he knows nothing about the game. He's like Mum, into all that arty farty stuff. That's why we went down to London in the first place to visit some gallery. I'd been dreading it- Not much fun for a nine year old!
It's not been the same since Dad left; Iv'e got no one to have a kick around in the park with. Instead I usually sit in my room and play Xbox. Mum says it's not healthy for a young lad to spend so much time alone, but Iv'e not really got any mates, and her and Steve are always kissing and hugging;it's disgusting!
At school last week, Mrs Jacobs was talking about a waxwork museum in London. All the famous people are in there, even the queen! But when she told me that Beckham was there, I knew that I just had to go. He's like my all time favourite footballer. My hero..............
TO BE CONTINUED
The journey to London was a bit boring. We were on the train for over two hours. Mum had packed a colouring book but had forgotten the crayons, which was typical of her. Steve, Mum's new boyfriend, kept trying to talk to me about football. Except he knows nothing about the game. He's like Mum, into all that arty farty stuff. That's why we went down to London in the first place to visit some gallery. I'd been dreading it- Not much fun for a nine year old!
It's not been the same since Dad left; Iv'e got no one to have a kick around in the park with. Instead I usually sit in my room and play Xbox. Mum says it's not healthy for a young lad to spend so much time alone, but Iv'e not really got any mates, and her and Steve are always kissing and hugging;it's disgusting!
At school last week, Mrs Jacobs was talking about a waxwork museum in London. All the famous people are in there, even the queen! But when she told me that Beckham was there, I knew that I just had to go. He's like my all time favourite footballer. My hero..............
TO BE CONTINUED
Bridgit the bear
Bridgit the bear
Has a bow in her hair
A dress that’s pink,
With one eye she can wink
A little brown nose,
Her name on her toes
Wherever I go
I know she’ll follow
A trip to grandmas
Or gazing at stars
And when it’s time for bed
It’s just me and my ted
From birth to age five
On my bed she will dive
Splash in a puddle
But best for a cuddle
She’s always been there
My bridgit the bear
Tots got talent
Jenny, Benny and Penny
Bored on a rainy afternoon
That talent show’s on telly tonight
Let make our own in the living room

First we need four judges
Lets split up and look around
Oh and the winner of the show
Will win a squillion pound!
But of course that will be me
Says Jenny with a big grin
I am better than both of you
Just you watch, I’m going to win!
Here’s Amanda “toilet roll Holder
This toy dog can be Simon Growl
Whaley can be David Whaleiams
 Alesha Dyson’s hair can be a towel
“I’m going first!” shouts Jenny
And does her best hip hop dance
Hogging the carpet stage
Before the others get a chance
Wobbling in Mum’s high heels
Makes Jenny fall flat on her face
Glaring at her brother whose laughing
While turning bright red in the face
“Can I go next?” asks Penny softly
And bravely walks up to the stage
Clutching her microphone hairbrush
While a jealous Jenny looks on with rage
Penny has chosen a sweet pop song
But it seems the cats got her tongue
“Move out the way sis” Benny says yawning
“I’ll show you both how it’s done”
And so Benny recites his most favourite jokes
The judges can’t help but smile
For the ones that he was telling
Were the best they had heard in a while
But Jenny couldn’t stand it
How dare they prefer him to her
That Simon was silly anyway
Who’d heard of a judge with purple fur?
And so one by one the judges left
Out the window the first three were slung
But before she could pick up Alesha
Jenny looked at a very shocked mum
“Come here and sit down, let’s sort this out now
No there’s no point stamping your feet
All three of you are equally talented
And occasionally can be quite sweet!”
“I’m sorry you two” Jenny said to the others
“I just like to pretend I’m the boss
You are both actually quite good I suppose
But it was me who made mum cross!”