Introduction 

This is The Big Book Of Stories And Poetry. Not just any old Book Of Stories And Poetry, The BIG Book Of Stories And Poetry! We created this from one story and then another. Before we knew it we had so many stories! We love writing stories. We wrote so much that next thing we knew, we already wrote hundreds upon hundreds of wonderful words! In the story there are books and poems. We hope you like it! 

The authors

If the world was crazy 

If the world was crazy, I’d always be wrong. If the world was crazy, then short would be long. If the world was crazy, I wouldn’t tie my shoes. If the world was crazy then blues singers couldn’t sing the blues. If the world was crazy, then fishermen would use the hook to reel. If the world was crazy, doctors would hurt instead of heal. If the world was crazy, robbers would not steal. If the world was crazy, world leaders would be silly and lazy, so I would be queen of everything if the world was crazy.

 

  

   My New School

Once upon  a time there was a girl named May and she had a sister named Fay. Fay loved her mom and dad very much. Fay and May moved to this house, but that meant  they had to move to a school too. They did not like her house at all. They were excited about moving schools and a little nervous too. When they went to their class they were like this is awesome. When they saw their desks they loved school already… but a bully came they did not really like.  

 

Chapter two 

 

 

They loved their teacher very much. Her name was Miss Frizzlie. Miss Frizzlie taught them about animals and state of matter and weather. Miss Frizzlie loved them so much. Miss Frizzlie is the best. When the girls got home they told their mom they loved miss Frizzlie to the bone. Miss Frizzlie is so nice. Miss Frizzlie said that she loved us the best. They were so happy at the new school.  

 THE END

 

 

                                         Millie and Lillie Go To School 

 

Once there was a set of twins named Millie and Lillie. They came from a rich family of five. They had two loving parents and a beautiful little sister named Lola. They had many  pets. They had five dogs, two cats, eighteen parrots, and fifty two fish. Millie and Lillie loved going on adventures with their family. They were smart, kind, adventurous and fearless. Their house had many rooms. I will list some of them.

They had a library, a game room, a movie room, three pet rooms, a private museum, a private zoo, a giant kitchen, an enormous dining room, a humongous lounge, five bathrooms, three bedrooms, and five dressing rooms. Millie and Lillie didn’t let their billionaire status get into their heads. They loved each other and never fought unlike some sisters of mine which I will not name. One day, when Millie had her nose in a book by Charles Dickens, Lillie was reading poems by Edgar Allan Poe, and their little sister Lola was looking at a story by Robert Munch when their dad yelled, family meeting! They all went to their family meeting room. Their dad said he had some exciting news: they were going to school! They didn’t go to school before! They learnt how to read and write in several different languages. They were going to a private school in the middle of the pacific ocean. They were to get there by private jet. The school had a giant library and 5 beautiful greenhouses. The classes had high tech computers built into the desks plus art supplies of all kinds. The best teachers were there. Millie and Lillie were excited but nervous. Who wouldn’t! The next day they boarded the plane and set a course for the school.

 

 

                          A little loving girl

There once was a girl

Who lived by the sea shore

She was nice and never asked for more

She was kind and sweet

She’s the girl you would like to meet  

 

 

❤️Kindness❤️

 

Kindness is important. Kindness is our friend. Kindness means being nice until the very end. I love kindness very much, I love it so much so, and if kindness did not exist, everyone would not be nice, and I think that’s a quintillion times worse than spending an hour in a bucket of dry ice.

 

 

  📝Poetry📝

 

Poetry is making lines that rhyme. It can be easy or it can be hard. 

You can find poets from near or far. Poetry for them is not that hard. Poetry can tell a story. Poetry can be long or short. It can be about anything you’d like, it just has to rhyme.

A letter 

 

One day I wrote a letter. A letter? A letter! One day I wrote a letter to someone important! One day I wrote a letter to the prime minister. In this letter it said it said. In this letter it said hi! Hi! I had so much fun writing this letter you may be surprised I wrote a letter a letter but this is between me and you!

 

 

Flunk

Chapter One

Why Teacher Why?

“Books are so hard to write,” I told my mom that evening. “Well it’s your homework assignment” My mom said. “Eat up”. That night I went upstairs wondering why it was so hard to write a book. I know lots of books start with Once Upon A Time but I just don’t want to do that. I want mine to start with: There once was a little girl who fought dragons. I just don’t know what goes after! I just don’t know why the teacher had to give this as an assignment to see if we could pass writing class . I just wish it would be way easier to think of a book. “Why did I pick making a book over math problems?” I thought to myself. It was getting late and I still didn’t have any ideas. I drifted off to an unsteady sleep. I started dreaming about me being ten in grade four  when I was really in grade 5. I imagined myself being older than all the others and getting way to easy work. I imagined that I had to leave all my friends behind. Then I imagined that I got yelled at everyday for failing that class. Then I woke up from being chased by my teacher. I looked behind me and she was still there! I decided I needed to pinch myself. “Mom Dad,” I yelled. “What” my mom said soothingly. “I had a terrible nightmare. I was flunked in grade 4 and had to stay behind and my teacher was chasing me!!!!!!!!! “It’s okay we all get nightmares. I’ll be here for you until you fall asleep again.” “Thanks.” I said. Q I fell asleep I dreamed lots of great stories I read and all of a sudden I had an amazing idea. “I would write a story about my favourite things, cars. I knew my teacher would love it.  But Little Did He Know…

           

 

Chapter 2

Beginning The Book

 

Once I woke up I went downstairs to have breakfast. I told my mom my idea. She was very impressed with me. I began writing my book since it was a weekend I had all the time I needed. At first I couldn’t think of anything for the title. Then the best idea popped into my head, my story was going to be called RACING TRACKS. I knew so much about cars that it wouldn’t be a problem. Next I drew a picture for the cover.

I knew how to start it. I started it like this: Fact one: There are many kinds of cars. An electric car doesn’t use gas. It is like a computer, it charges. The charging thing looks like a pill cut in half. That car helps the environment

I knew that was a great way to start it. My teacher would be sooooo proud of me. I knew a lot about cars.(Monday) I am finally done the book. I brought my book to school and I showed it to my teacher. (Tuesday) I got my book back with an F-. I failed that class.  I was sad but I knew it wasn’t THE END of the world. THE END

 

 

Sunshine

Weathers dark no sign of arcs. Wishing the sunshine would come. Where and from has the sunshine gone? It couldn’t have gone into the pond. I look at the sky oh my oh my. Look at the sunshine up in the high lovely sky.

 

 

If I Could Fly

If I could fly I would touch the sky. If I could fly I’d go up high. Won’t touch the ground, until all that’s lost would be found. I would fly oh my oh my I can fly! After all those years of wishing I could fly I can fly!

 

 

Monsters scare

 

 

One night in Monsters High. A nice monster was sleeping. He was new. He didn’t know much. He was fast asleep; he was dreaming of a nice  monster he liked. She was nice and sweet. When they were about to hug she threw him behind the wheels and pulled off her mask and showed him that she was a human. The thing the monster hated most was humans. It scared his brain out of him…. Seriously I’m not kidding. He ran for his life and she was fast. She hoped on this motorcycle, she was faster than ever! One thing Tomapher (his name)  was good  at was flying he was preparing for take off! Whoosh! He was in the sky. In the morning he woke up beside his friend. They went down for breakfast and lived happily ever after.

 

 

Musical Streets

One day in the middle of may. I was walking down the streets. I was expecting to meet someone sweet. Up and down she turned all around. I met her in a weird frown. My I said. You must have woken up on the wrong side of the bed. I turned to leave unexpectedly wishing I hadn’t gone. I was going to the pond . When I saw a girl.  My, What a girl I saw. Sweet and clever. Looks as the sunshine in the weather. I must go now because it is the middle of may. I gave a little wave.  See you soon I sang and skipped away

 

 

My New Poems

Hello It’s me. I’m in my new job you see. I’m good at it now. Will you take a seat? I need some good thinking powering a machine. Please be quiet and let me vote on this machine. There are some tests I need to make sure they are safe. For now you know will you get your butt out? It’s covid you know. I work here, not you. For I am strong. I am good but you may not. I feel bigger than big. I feel greater than great. For now I work very hard so you must watch out 

For me I least guard. I know it seems weird but I am a kid with a job… I know I’m out of breath. My job is harder than hard but easy for me because I am trained hard. Even though you feel I do not care but I do, I am fair. I’m sad you see. My mom passed away. So I am alone and that’s all I can say.

 

Your mom is sitting right beside me, she’s alive you see. No need to be sad, you are very rad. The coolest of the cool, and you ain’t no fool. I can rhyme, all the time

 

The Not Fairies

Once upon a time in a far far away forest lived a group of fairies. You might think these are nice fairies, but they are not. They make knots in little girls’ hair. Now to the story. There was a girl. She had very nice hair with no knots. When it was time to wash her hair. Even when she washed her hair it was not knotty but when she got out it was so knotty. When she brushed it out she cried. Waaaaaaaaa! The pain. She rushed to her mom. Her mom gave her a hug. Her mom brushed the rest of her hair out and helped her do her hair. That day she went to school with the most beautiful hair dew ever. All the bully’s stopped bullying and the boys froze. All their girls wanted her mom to do their hair. She was now the most popular girl in the school. She was happy and her mom was busy they lived happily ever after

Ms.Bleu

Ms.Bleu, how did you do? I’d like to know how to count to two. I am happy. Like a bee. Racing my friend until the end. He is fast but I’m faster. Can you please count to four? 1234 and off I go. 

 

My New Life

I just moved to Canada. I don’t know much about this place. All my friends are in Israel. I really miss them. I am starting school in three days. My mom found out that my neighbor is going to the same school I go to. So they walk are going to walk over with me. I am very nervous about going. My mom took me to get stuff for school. (A couple days later) I was walking over to school with a girl named Jane. Jane was really nice and wanted to know my name. I said Jane. Wow she said, I never knew anyone with the same name as me. To admit I was also surprised. I was really excited. My mom told me that Jane would be my buddy. When Igot to school My teacher told me her name. “My name is Ms.Clare. I am very happy to be your teacher” she said. She had an accent. I asked her where she was from. She said that she was from Israel. I told her I was too. My new school was great. Ms.Clare introduced me to the rest of the class. Then Jane showed me around. I knew I liked Canada. The End