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Hornet Moth - a story of an old aeroplane for young children
Read more...I am a small biplane aircraft and this is my story. I think I can already hear you saying, “Just a minute, aeroplanes can’t talk or write”. That is quite true but over the years we old wooden aeroplanes, like old ships and houses seem to absorb into their structure some part of the atmosphere in which they have existed. Every now and then, if we are lucky, we encounter a human who is sympathetic to the atmosphere around us and can attempt to tell our story as we might do if we could. I am now in a museum and a year or so ago it was visited by an old man who flew me back in those days when I still smelt of aircraft paint and hot oil and petrol. He recognised me at once and I remembered hi...
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Heavy School Bag
Read more...Take off my back, My heavy school bag. Please let me play, And enjoy the day. Sure I’ll read the next day. Take off my back, My heavy school bag. Do I need to read All the books,all the day.
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H’s Self-Isolating Nativity Play
Read more...Scene 1 - DRUMMER stands in front of the Christmas tree. DRUMMER: This is the Christmas story! Have you heard? Amazing things are happening in Nazareth. I heard it from my friend, Gabriel. GABRIEL flies in - GABRIEL: Greetings! Let me tell you about Mary… DRUMMER and GABRIEL spin, arms out - SCENE CHANGE - Scene 2 - MARY’s house, MARY is cleaning up, dusting and humming. GABRIEL arrives, behind her and she doesn't notice until he speaks. GABRIEL - Greetings, Virgin Mary! MARY (Looking offended) - Um, rude. Who are you? GABRIEL - I am a messenger from God, here to tell you some amazing news! MAR...
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Gone missing
Read more...My name is James. When I was six, I lived in a large, rambling, old, falling down house in Derbyshire Our house was home to spiders, hedgehogs, bats and mice. Lots of mice! Mum kept a large broom with which to shoo them away out of the house. I remember the day that Sam went missing, Dad sat by the telephone his head in his hands, Mum was crying, She had been really nice that day. At lunch I was allowed hot chocolate pudding AND ice cream. The day dragged slowly along. “Time for bed James” I did not make my usual protestations. Snuggled in bed, Mum bent down to kiss me good-night when we heard a scritching, scratching sound. Mum sighed and went downstairs to fetch the broom. The sou...
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Flora and the Hedgehog - no more extinction allowed
Read more...It was one of those gentle days in June when the wind was kind and headed off the intense heat of the beautiful sunshine. A day when all seemed well in the arms of mother Nature. Flora was in her garden just amazed at the glory that her garden endowed. Butterflies and bees just feasting on the pollen from all the wonderful flowers busily collecting and taking home to make honey. The doves were coo-ing and the sound was so reminiscent of all the summers she had enjoyed in the past. They had just brought her a letter from home where her parents had said that they anticipated that the struggles in her home-land might soon be over and that they hoped that it would be soon that it would be sa...
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First Day At School
Read more...To celebrate Roger McGough's 80th Birthday on 9th November 2017 Litrasaurus is sharing one of our favourite poems of his. A millionbillionwillion miles from home Waiting for the bell to go. (To go where?) Why are they all so big, other children? So noisy? So much at home they Must have been born in uniform Lived all their lives in playgrounds Spent the years inventing games That don't let me in. Games That are rough, that swallow you up. And the railings. All around, the railings. Are they to keep out wolves and monsters? Things that carry off and eat children? Things you don't take sweets from? Perhaps they're to stop us getting out Running away from the les...
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Emily & the Busterplunks
Read more...The Busterplunk clan were not the sort of people you would want as neighbours. They lived a somewhat noisy and chaotic existence: Their rubbish lay strewn around outside their homes, foul-smelling and slowly rotting for weeks at a time. Their parties would frequently stretch late into the night, with cackling and howls echoing into the air as far as a mile away. Their clothes were often dirty and creased, and they took little care over personal hygiene. More than all this: They were rude and mean, and would never leave a waitress with a smile - let alone a tip. Also, they were witches (Did I mention that part?) They lived up on the moors among the purple heather, under a powerful char...
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Easter Sunday - Eggstraspecial Day
Read more...So eggcited ! Eggsquisite weather ! New life Birds singing Bells ringing Forget the strife Just for this day ! A fun day A sun day !
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Dragon
Read more...Eyes as embers and teeth as blades Friends like these are not best made With breath of fire And skin like tyre His fire-y glare Makes people despair Wings like curtains eclipse the sun Instilling fear just for fun
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Dino D-Day
Read more...One cold ,dark day a group of kids called triple trouble were in the house trying to think of something to do. "I know!" Shouted James ,"let's explore the woods!".Noah jumped up "yeah, that's a great idea!" Once they were in the woods they started hearing wierd noises "umm I think we should go back"whispered Ophelia "nooooo!" Shouted Noah angrily . "Wait a second" said James and he pointed at a glowing green sphere , big enough for a whale to fit through. "What is it?" Asked Ophelia "I think it's some sort of portal" said Noah. Suddenly they heard a roar and then a gigantic spinosaurus appeared, "run!!!" Screamed James. The spinosaurus charged. The gang hid and ducked behind the thi...
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Didi and the Androids
Read more...Nobody knew how the Androids worked, not even Professor Sci-Fi. Ever since the foreign leader Extinctus had arrived from a strange and far-away land, the Androids had stalked Perpetua in search of books to burn. The Androids never spoke. They never harmed anybody. But they seized books from every home they encountered and then marched them far away to the tower where Extinctus lived. There the books were burned in great fires visible for miles each night. The fires were even visible from the sea where Didi Dolphin lived, glittering like stars that had fallen from the heavens to settle on the distant coast. But now Didi had a mission, one that could change everything. Professor Sc...
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Dear Wolf
Read more...Dear Wolf, You ought to be ashamed of yourself and your disgraceful behaviour. You are nothing but a big bad bully! Your mother would be ashamed of you! We little pigs are just trying to find a cosy home to live in and you cruelly placed obstacles along every inch of our path. As one of God's fine creatures yourself, you should know better! There are many crimes of which you are guilty: damaging public property, farmyard robbing and domination of those most vulnerable. How would you like it if a big bad pig waddled to your house one day and destroyed it? Many people have been terrified by you. Can we just point out that you have destroyed two of our little friends, the boy who cried...
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Daffodils
Read more...I wandered lonely as a Cloud That floats on high o'er vales and Hills, hen all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden Daffodils; Beside the Lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:- A Poet could not but be gay In such a jocund company: I gazed---and gazed---but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft when on my couch I lie In vacant...
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Crash
Read more...A clap of thunder brings you back to your scences. The rain is pouring outside & you can tell a major storm is forming. The perfect weather. Its cold and dark. You & your family huddle together round the fire. The perfect setting. Hey you ! Wann hear a ghost storie ? Come here. No, closer. Im going to tell you about Borley House. Borley House is the official most haunted place in England. And then one day … no, hang on a moment lets not tell it like it’s a history lesson. The easiest way to tell it (& the scariest) is as if YOU ! Yes, you reading this page ! As if you are the character being haunted. Good luck ! HA HA HAHA HA HA H A A A A A ...
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Christmas Bells
Read more...I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old, familiar carols play, And wild and sweet The words repeat Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
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Boo
Read more...Once upon a time there lived a panda called Boo. Boo didn't like the city. In fact he didn't like to be anywhere near cities. Boo had a very big tummy which he used to play-fight with the squirrels nearby. They were always careful when they play-fought even though sometimes Boo thought that was too boring. One day the squirrels tried to tell Boo to stop play-fighting and so that is when they saw the biggest tree in the forest and it looked like a ready-made home. They all stared at the tree because it was so beautiful and original. They all wanted to live there and so there was a race to see who would get to the tree first. They drew. One of the squirrels abruptly had an idea. The i...
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Birthday Celebration
Read more...Once each year for my birthday celebration, I conjure up a taste sensation, A cake with tubs of frothy cream, That is the confection of my dream. After a while I decided to bake, A deliciously succulent red velvet cake, From the oven a heaven aroma drifts, My taste buds tingle and my heart lifts. The divine cake looked all golden brown, And I smothered on an icing crown, As I showered sprinkle here and there, I iced my name with special care. The sponge of the cake looked moist and luscious, The cake stood creamy and exquisite and luxurious The sponge so sweet and enticing, Then looks royal with its mantle of icing. I scatter the many colour...
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Beeworm
Read more...When I first met Beeworm I was strolling through the woods when I fell over and hurt my leg. Suddenly a thing came and sucked my blood and that’s when Beeworm came and she ate it whole. I said “Thank you” and she was oddly sad. I knew it as her tail drooped. “Don’t worry, I think you should be a nurse” AND SHE WAS !
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Bee Ditty
Read more...Amongst the flowers you'll see me A little worker bee - tee-hee Buzzing, buzzing merrily Working hard but fancy-free Drinking the nectar mmm! yummy Until it fills my special tummy Designed to help me make the honey Golden in colour and often runny We work for our Queen Who is seldom seen I tell her about where I have been And describe the scene The wonderful flowers In all the bowers Blue Cornflowers And sunflowers The hive is our home It has no dome It is filled with honey-comb But I love to roam
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Bedtime
Read more...It was an hour before bedtime and all through my room My toys were all scattered and sensing their doom To the toy box they went and the blocks to their bin One broken mermaid who was missing her fin The books on the shelf and dolls in their crib One minus her shoe, the other her bib Puzzle pieces picked up and returned to their box My ducks in a row as I looked at the clock Five minutes to spare,” now what should I do?” No time for crafts or gluing with glue My door flew wide open and Papa walked in Smiling and winking he said with a grin “Five minutes to spare come give me a hug!” And he squeezed me real tight and we fell to the rug He tickled, I laughed and we giggled so...
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Bed In Summer
Read more...In winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer, quite the other way, I have to go to bed by day. I have to go to bed and see The birds still hopping on the tree, Or hear the grown-up people's feet Still going past me in the street. And does it not seem hard to you, When all the sky is clear and blue, And I should like so much to play, To have to go to bed by day?
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As You Travel
Read more...May the way be smooth before you The skies shine clear above you The wind be always at your back May you have fire bright to warm you Good friendships to cheer you Food to break your fast May you have work for your hands Books to nourish your mind Music to lift your soul
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April & May
Read more...The firstborn arrived towards the end of the night on the thirtieth of April, and was named after the month of her birth, while her younger sister arriving soon after was likewise named May. They were very close, but very distinct from one another: April was very good at noticing things that other people missed, the tiny but important details. She had a great memory and was excellent at solving puzzles and riddles. May was the performer of the pair, good at jokes and impressions, always making people laugh. Often when people who did not know the twins met them for the first time, they mistook May to be the eldest, as she was usually the first to speak and very outgoing. But it was April w...
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An Unexpected Visitor
Read more...Every afternoon, James liked to visit Litrasaurus in his cave to read with him. Litrasaurus was a wise old dinosaur who had many wonderful stories to tell. On this particular afternoon, James was entering the cave as he always did, but something seemed out of place. There was a young dinosaur walking around the entrance. This little dinosaur looked familiar, but James couldn’t quite put his finger on why. The dinosaur looked confused. “Hello”, said James, “is everything ok?” “I’m lost”, he said. “Don’t worry, you’re safe in here” said James, “- what’s your name?” “I can’t – I can’t remember … ” said the dinosaur, “and I can’t remember how I got here, either”. James knew som...
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An Old Seaman's Song
Read more...Life is a river and man is the boat That over its surface is destined to float And joy is the cargo so easily stored That he is a fool that takes trouble on board We all have our taste of the ups and the downs As fortune dispenses her smiles and her frowns O, may we not hope of its frowning today That tomorrow she'll lend us the light of her ray I would not that man without caution should steer Through the quick-sands , the rocks that encircle us here Be honour his compass, the magnet his breast Let him stand to truth's cause to fate leave the rest There is plenty of sunshine, then why choose the shade? Half of the trouble that comes o'er us our own fears have made Then go...
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An Adventure in Venice
Read more...This was a trip to treasure and has been recorded as one of the most interesting and entertaining birthday ‘treats’ ever. So by way of introduction, we two intrepid aviators set off in our long-winged bird of paradise, a Grob 109B to be precise – and for those aficionados not familiar with this elegant mode of flying apparatus, this is a motor glider built lovingly in Germany some 30 years ago, with an impressive glide angle of 1:28, an average cruising speed of 100 knots and a range of 8 hours – which means we can travel a fair distance. To arrive in the beautiful historically wealthy city of Venice, with its plethora of sighing bridges over waters rippled by singing, gesturing gondol...
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Alien Character Description
Read more...Who is this peeping at me on a chunky chair in the middle of the the moon ? He is smiling and waveving with five funny fingers. He has big eyes on wibbly wobbly tentacles and round orange body like a melon. He looks like he wants to be a knight !
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A spy in the camp for Litrasaurus!
Read more...It had been one of those beautiful summer days and Fancy was flying the children back to Litrasaurus cave she was tired but they had all had so much fun. She had taken them on one of her flights of fancy to a wonderful distant age that they had wished to visit – more of that adventure in another story. On her journey back flying high over the land of Perpetua she noticed something strange, it looked like a child asleep but it was getting dark and she could not make it out clearly, she did not mention it to the children but flew as fast as she could to safely return them, it worried her as she knew that the dark woodland was not somewhere safe for lone children as many mysterious creature...
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A Second Christmas ?
Read more...You might at first think that the idea of celebrating Christmas twice is crazy, though the more thought I give it, the more I can see its many merits. We are all so busy that twelve months can flash by in the blink of an eye and this is one reason why each six months is a necessity. Imagine the delight painted on a child's face when they hear the announcement that there was going to be another Christmas! This could raise concerns about Santa's workload. However we could employ an army of helpers, just think of all the work it should create for the unemployed. Increased spending on gifts can only be good for the economy as retail profits soar- from my point of view this is a "win-win" s...
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A PRINCESS TODLER STORY
Read more...​Im a Princess, but a todler, I like to run around and play with toys, however, im not like the others, they all follow the rules, be polite, and they always play with my hair all the time which is annoying. My oldest sister is Megan, she is 17, she never leaves the house without her fan. My next eldest sister is Maria, she feels like she is the most famous of us all, she is 14, then comes the prince, he always uses his manners and never leaves the house without his pet hamster! Now we have Georgie, she is super kind, she would always help someone out, the only thing annoying about her is that she invites her friends round to play with me, she is 9. Now we have me, 3 years old, the most...
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