The Chick

by Hannah (Grade 1/2)


Chicklet was trying to lay an egg but she didn’t know what an egg was.

Chicklet was a chicken who lived in a forest. She was trying to lay the egg in her nest in front of a waterfall.

Chicklet felt surprised when she saw the egg, and said, “What is this?”

So, she called her friend Egg. She thought that Egg would know about eggs because her name was Egg. Egg came over. She had no idea what an egg was, too. They thought it was a ball, and they tossed it back and forth. Then they got bored, so they talked to the egg.

Chicklet and Egg asked an eagle if he knew what the egg was.

But he just said, “I have no idea what an egg is!”

So, they went and asked Turtle if she knew what an egg was.

Turtle said, “You should ask Mr. Pat. He knows all about eggs. He laid 100,000 eggs.”

Mr. Pat said, “Eggs are round balls with dots on them… except they crack! And a chick, eagle, turtle or penguin can come out. It can basically lay any animal you are.”

Then they heard a noise. They looked around. It was the egg. There was a crack.

After cracking, the egg had no more shell left. But there was a chick! It was bright yellow.

Egg said, “We should name it.”

“Let’s name it ‘Lemon,’” said Chicklet.

“Why?” asked Egg.

“Because the chick is yellow, and lemons are yellow.”

Then they taught Lemon how to say… boo!

The End

Mr. Sheep and the Wolf

by Chase (Grade 1/2)


Mr. Sheep was peacefully eating fresh grass on the plains with his other sheep friends, who excitedly went, “Baaa.”


Mr. Sheep was ten years old and had lived on the plains since his birth. The plains were a good and calm place to live, most of the time.


Until, one day at sunset, an angry grey wolf suddenly ran from the forest. He was HUNGRY! Mr. Sheep looked up from eating and saw the scary wolf. He felt so afraid that he started to run!


First, Mr. Sheep tried to run into the dark forest to escape the angry wolf. But the wolf knew the forest too well – he couldn’t get away.


Next, Mr. Sheep tried to play dead, and it did not work because the wolf knew he was being fooled.


Mr. Sheep ran faster than the wolf and found a village that had a lot of weapons and tools. He found a blacksmith who gave the sheep a sword. He stabbed the wolf in his chest!


Mr. Sheep felt joyful because he had killed the wolf and could join his friends!


The End

Lucy and the Fairies

by Hailey (Grade 2)

Lucy was walking her pet jellyfish, Lily. Lucy was a mermaid with golden hair and a pink tail.

Lucy and Lily were walking on a rocky path in the ocean and collecting pretty seashells. Just then, Lucy found a shiny seashell.

Suddenly, Lucy realized that she had a meeting with the water fairies. She raced to her grotto. When she went in, she noticed that the water fairies weren’t there!

She thought the sea eels could have trapped her friends. She was scared because the sea eels could be mean to her friends.

Lucy was wandering through her mermaid village trying to find the eels’ cave, but she couldn’t find the eels’ cave anywhere. The cave was in the open ocean and she was not allowed to go that far away.

Lucy found a direction board, but the directions were human directions and she couldn’t read human.

Lucy kept looking for the water fairies and didn’t give up. Just then, she saw a speck of fairy dust. She kept following the fairy dust trail. Soon she came upon the eels’ cave.

She saw the water fairies! Lucy was very happy to have the water fairies back.



by William (Grade 4/5)

Would you want to be a boy in the Roman Empire? Julius didn’t. He was farming his master’s field outside of Ariminum when he heard his master’s voice.

“Julius, come here.”

Julius was a thin, tall, dark haired boy and he feared his master. He began to walk to his master’s villa.  

“Julius, why isn’t my armour polished?”

“I-I-I ddd-don’t know, sir.”

“You are supposed to polish my armour.”

With that, his master grabbed his sword and whacked Julius’ shoulder with the flat of his sword.

“That’ll show you!”

Julius scurried out of the room. It was now dark out. Julius scurried to his hut. His parents had been sold into slavery and Julius had lived on his master’s farm from a very early age.

A tear rolled down his cheek. ‘I have to get out of here,’ he thought. But that was easier said than done. Hastati guards swarmed like cockroaches on the farm. With that, he blacked out and fell asleep.

In the morning, he got his flint and went to the outskirts of the farm. He had heard stories about slaves trying to escape and failing and being beaten by their masters. Because of this, he was afraid, but there was some inner valour in his heart.

He came up to a large stockade. He picked up his rock and began to bang it with his flint. Sparks started flying. At first there were only sparks, but then it turned into a blasting inferno. The stockade was on fire!  This was Julius’ chance! But as soon as he started running, he felt a sharp pain in his leg.

‘No, it can’t be,’ he thought. But when he looked down at his leg, he saw it. A javelin!

“Nooo… !” he said.

Those were his last words before he blacked out. When he finally came to, he was in his master’s villa.  

“Julius! You tried to escape and you must be punished!”

Just as his master said that, Julius ran out of the room. He was terrified. But he knew that he had to get out of there.

Then he remembered the stockade fire! He rushed to the wall. Now all that was left was charred coal.

‘Run!’ he said to himself.

He ran and ran deeper into the woods until he noticed a sharp pain in his arm.

“Oh my Jupiter!” he said. There was an arrow in his arm. He tried to pull out the arrow. It worked, but blood was gushing out. He got a leaf and covered the wound and the bleeding stopped. He got some more leaves and tied them together. He sat down and drifted off to sleep.

When he woke up, he heard the thunder of hooves. Julius sleepily opened his eyes. He saw some rough-looking men on horses. He instantly recognized the people. Celts! As the Celts were shouting some foreign babble, he saw a glimpse of red. The Roman legion!

First came the Hastati, the principles and Triarii and the equites on the flanks. Then, as suddenly as they came, the Celts unleashed a hail of arrows on the Romans. An ambush! The Romans, hurt by the arrow fire, charged at the Celts. The Celts, who were unscathed, charged too.  

Quickly, Julius found a dead Roman. He tried to put on the dirty armour. While he was doing this, he thought, ‘Maybe if I can fight and return with the army then I can run away to the countryside.’ He checked the dead soldier’s badge. ‘I am in the thirteenth battalion,’ he said to himself.

He joined his battalion. Luckily, the guy beside Julius was thick.

“Hey Brutus! I never knew you were short!”

Then Julie saw it. The general! He was charging right for him! Julius got his spear and crunched himself into a ball with his spear sticking outwards. After a lot of confusion and noises, he stood up. Everybody was around him.  

“Kid, you got Vercingetorix!”

“You’re the savior of Rome!” another said.

They all paraded him into Rome before the Emperor.

“Julius! You have made me proud! You have slain Vercingetorix! How would you like to live in the palace with me?”

“Yes, I would love to, sir!”

Julius couldn’t believe it! He was about to burst with joy when everybody cheered! Now Julius did want to be a boy in the Roman Empire.

The End