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Monday 25 February 2013

Each Letter for Each Other by Bethany Kaiwen Tee

A letter named X was walking, thinking to himself,

But why? Why can’t I be a Lentervist? Just because I’m unordinary!  
Couldn’t I be ordinary like everyone?”

D came running and ALMOST crashed into X, but X sidestepped.

Ever… do you EVER watch where you’re going?” said X.

Feniver, I have a mess-” Q came crashing into them.

Good grief! Why are you on the floor?” asked Q.

Heniver, YOU crashed into us,” said X.

I agree. You crashed into us. Anyway, my message-”  Just then, a WORD came – words were letters enemies.

King, the word, said “This place is mine.”

Lentie, do something!” said Q and X together.

My place, you hear?” said King.

No it isn’t. This rural place belongs to no one!”

Oh really? No one’s? Now I claim it!”

Protection… it’s under protection,” said D.

Q said, “If it’s under protection, doesn’t that mean that you can’t claim it?”

Really, I can’t claim it just because of that?” said King.

Someone said, from behind X, “Excuse me, can you please move?” X moved.

Then, they saw who it was and they gasped. Unbelievably, it was Z, who had never done something like that before.

Very much strengthened, the letters went into a huddle.
 Whispering, the letters decided on their plan of action.

X said, “We have to separate King into letters, so we have to get between his letters. You, Q, go between the K and the I. Z, you go between the I and the N, and me and D will go between the N and the G.”

You there! Q, you’re not supposed to go between the N and the G.”

X.. sorry…” said Q.

What? It’s OK,” said X.

Very good. Now we can start. Let’s push. 3.. 2.. 1.. PUSH!  Ugly King, SEPARATE!”

Then King exploded and K, I, N and G appeared.

So… what is going on here?” said K, looking around at the mess.

Really… we just saved you from being trapped in a word,” said D.

Quietly Z spoke up, “Really… we did.” K fainted.

Probably we should take him to the hospital,” said X.

Oh, but first I will promote you all to Henivers,” said I, who was actually quite important.

New Henivers, you are now officially the highest rank of letters!” said I.

Maybe we could take K to hospital now,” suggested Z helpfully.

Look, I’m going to carry K to hospital,” said D.

K woke up and said, “I don’t feel good,” and fainted again.

Just then they noticed that G wasn’t there anymore. I looked around and saw G running away, shouting “See you later!”

Hmm… that’s weird,” said I, “maybe you guys can help track him down after this.

Great, let’s go back to town,” said Z.

First, can I tell you my message now?” said D who had come running back to them.

Eh? Your message?”

D said, “Yes, the message you keep ignoring!  Can you please come to a dinner party with me?”

Brilliant!” said X.

And they followed D back to his house and they had a wonderful time.

Footnote

Fenivers are the lowest type of letters. One above Fenivers are Lentervists. One above Lentervists are Henivers.

All letters are born as Fenivers. They take a test to become Lentervists, but if you are unordinary (meaning there is only of you and no other letter like you) you cannot take the test.

Lentervists become Henivers by taking a test. If you are an unordinary Feniver you can still become a Heniver if you do a great deed.

How letters are born
If A marries B, they could have C or another B or A. If you marry you can only have the letter after the male or one of the parents letters.

That’s all I would like to say.

(Written by Bethany Kaiwen Tee in 2012)
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 Bethany Tee will be 9 years old this year and holds a red belt in Taekwondo! She's a gifted story teller and homeschooler.

Thursday 21 February 2013

Just because I'm Tiny by Jodie T


Just because I’m tiny
Doesn’t mean I can’t swim
Doesn’t mean I can’t cook food
Doesn’t mean I am whiny.

Just because I am six years old
Doesn’t mean my mum has to carry me
Doesn’t mean I chuck toys
Doesn’t mean I cry when I fall down.

Just because I’m a girl
Doesn’t mean I’m weak
Doesn’t mean I’m sexy.
Doesn’t mean I’m scared of slugs and worms.

Just because I’m a girl, tiny and six years old.

Why do adults sometimes think 6 year olds are scared?
Why do Guys think girls are dumb?
I may be tiny, but doesn’t mean I can’t do anything!


[Written by Jo in January 2012. Illustration in 2013]
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Jodie wrote this when she was 6+.  She's crazy about mermaids

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