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We are a small country school in Northern New South Wales Australia. We are a class of Yr 3 to Yr 6 children

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THE CLEANER!!!!

Article posted June 20, 2008 at 02:45 AM GMT0 • Reads 69

“Bye smelly stinky Mum” said Smelly Pete

“Bye smelly stinky Mum” said Stinky Sock. “Oh by the way, did I tell you I hired a cleaner”

Atthat moment the door burst open and in came the cleaner.



"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh" screamed Stinky Sock and Smelly Pete and they both started to run. They ran as fast as they could.

“Come back here” They heard the cleaner's voice echo. “You need a bath”

“Oh no not the dreaded bath” and they started to scream again and run faster. The cleaner inched closer every minute.



They ran all over Snot Mountain and down the slime slide but at that moment they both tripped and just when the cleaner grabbed a sponge they woke up.

“Hey Stinky Sock” said Smelly Pete “I had the weirdest dream."

“So did I. It was about a cleaner”

At that moment they saw a sponge at the end of the bed.





THE END

Article posted June 20, 2008 at 02:45 AM GMT0 • Reads 69



Eternal Curse

Article posted June 23, 2008 at 02:43 AM GMT0 • Reads 46

68,000,000 years ago a boy was born. But not just any boy. It was going to have a curse. But not just any curse. This curse was going to make this boy have eternal life and to be able to do karate and squawk and fly like bird, to be able to leap buildings in a single bound and have the strength of an ox, buffalo, eagle and a bull.



“Now it is time to do the curse Avilon” “I know, I know. It is time for the curse to be placed”



“Hopo moko hipa miget make this curse be placed on this boy on this day forever.” Then flash Avilon and Dread man were gone.



In the 21st century the boy got the Magico because he could never die.



Magico did not know why that every time somebody punched him it did not hurt. Little did he know that 68,000,000 years ago Avilon and Dread Man had placed a curse on him.



Magico had became a local hero. In his town he had rescued lots of cats and dogs and the occasional human, but he thought he should put his strength and bird like features to use. He set out along the road to find a really, really, really big city because he thought the bigger the town the bigger the problems are.



Finally, after 5 weeks of walking, he found himself at Nucanville. Nucanville was a huge place, bigger than Magico expected so he ventured up to the city’s gate and rang the bell.



Suddenly a huge big bell tolled out. Surprised, Magico jumped back. He heard somebody laughing. "Hang on," he thought. He recognized that voice. It was AVILON! “It’s been along time, in fact a very long time since I’ve seen you Magico.”



“I was stunned to still see the old man in good shape.” “How about we go to the pub and talk about our very long lives?” And so we did.



Avilon had a lot to tell me. He told me about how Dread Man had mysteriously died in 1973 when I was only 8 years old. “I know that it's sad for him and it's sad for me too because apart from Avilon, Dread Man was like a father to me,” said Avilon.



“Let me show you where you were born or created really.”



“Ok” I said.



So off we went and when we got there I was amazed to find we were in a science lab. “This is where you were created Magico.”



It was brown, dirty, soggy, wet and it smelt.." Wait a cotton, darn picking, minute. I remember that smell. It Is the smell of my cot.”



“Yes, it is Magico. One of my favorite things. It is the only memory of Dread Man. He was like a very old son to me” I wondered why Avilon said that but I didn’t mind”.



So Avilon and Magico continued to talk all day until it was night fall. They continued to talk and talk and talk and talk and talk. And they talked some more and talked and talked and talked and talked and talked and talked and talked and talked and talked and talked and talked……….To Be Continued

Article posted June 23, 2008 at 02:43 AM GMT0 • Reads 46



Angry Ant Poem

Article posted June 23, 2008 at 02:44 AM GMT0 • Reads 43





Angry ant, rampage

Biting, painful, giant thing

It’s coming for me

Article posted June 23, 2008 at 02:44 AM GMT0 • Reads 43



Segull Poem

Article posted June 23, 2008 at 02:46 AM GMT0 • Reads 44

Seagull





Doing loop the loops

Skimming along the water

Ducking, weaving, birds

Article posted June 23, 2008 at 02:46 AM GMT0 • Reads 44



Evil Sam

Article posted June 23, 2008 at 02:52 AM GMT0 • Reads 40

I am an intelligent, handsome, evil, mastermind Piranha and my name is Evil Sam.



I got myself captured so I could work quicker on my evil plan to destroy, rebuild and make everybody my slaves on the planet Earth.



My plan is to build a laser and zap all the world’s greatest monuments, buildings and natural features.



Five hours hours later: I have finished the laser and am on a plane to my favourite country, Australia.



Twelve hours later:I have just touched down and am on an itinerant bus to Uluru. I have Uluru in my sight and zzzzzzzzzzzzzz! Oh no! Some people are so annoying. "Get out of my way. I need to zap Uluru. Damn! Uluru is out of range. That kid is going to get it if I see him again……………..To Be Continued.

Article posted June 23, 2008 at 02:52 AM GMT0 • Reads 40



Fish Poem

Article posted June 23, 2008 at 02:54 AM GMT0 • Reads 42







Fun catching fish

Flathead, snapper, whiting, bream

Its great to catch fish.

Article posted June 23, 2008 at 02:54 AM GMT0 • Reads 42



News! News !News!!!!!!!!

Article posted June 25, 2008 at 01:38 AM GMT0 • Reads 42

I just wanted to say to people at home and to bloggers that there is a cool new art graphics game where you get to make new creatures and take photos, movies and animated avatars and upload them to your blog.



Not only that, you can also control their feelings and emotions.



You can download the demo for free (full version not out yet) if you type in "Spore Creature Creator" and click on trial. P.S it takes approximently four hours to download.



And it's bye for now.

Article posted June 25, 2008 at 01:38 AM GMT0 • Reads 42



Did You Know?

Article posted June 26, 2008 at 03:01 AM GMT0 • Reads 43

Igaunodon



Vital Statistics



Beak: Like a turtle's but is very sharp and self-sharpening. Food: Vegetarian. Food is possibly stored inside its cheeks and eaten only when it is ready (probably low-level fern.)

Features: Lives in herds with adults protecting their young against predators.

Height: Over 5m tall.

Length: More than 10 metres long.

Hands: Unusual, with sharp deadly spikes as thumbs to fight off ugly meat-eaters; Its little fingers are flexible enough to grasp twigs and leaves. The other three fingers are hoofed,flat and they bend outwards allowing adults to use them as feet.

Article posted June 26, 2008 at 03:01 AM GMT0 • Reads 43



Attention!

Article posted August 5, 2008 at 04:39 AM GMT0 • Reads 38









Have you seen my demented carrot?



Cabbage-scraping baggage-making



Back-breaking teacher-eating



Mad-painting



Vegetable

Article posted August 5, 2008 at 04:39 AM GMT0 • Reads 38



Joke Joke Joke Joke Joke!

Article posted September 10, 2008 at 04:42 AM GMT0 • Reads 41

Q. Why did the elephant cross the road.



 



Answer. Because a mouse was chasing it



HA HA HA!

Article posted September 10, 2008 at 04:42 AM GMT0 • Reads 41



Horrible Monster Description

Article posted October 30, 2008 at 03:19 AM GMT0 • Reads 86

He was as long as a two-story house on its side. He had warts all over his fat rotting skin with pus coming out and eyes with an icy cold stare. He had breath like a decomposed monkeys armpit and one million pointed, jagged, rotting, yellowy, decaying teeth, with a tail like a dinosaur out of a nightmare! He rose twenty metres high.

Article posted October 30, 2008 at 03:19 AM GMT0 • Reads 86



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