Meet the Children
With Apologies to William Shakespeare
Yesterday I sneaked into Juliet’s garden, the love of my life. I can see her staring out from her balcony. She is the golden sun with a happy face and I’m the sad moon.
I see her floating on a cloud like a golden angel with shiny silver wings and wearing a long white nightgown. As I step upon a leaf, Juliet hears the crunching leaves which sound like someone eating a packet of crisps. She speaks in a soft welcoming voice.
“Romeo, you should not be here because I, Juliet am a Capulet and you Romeo are a Montague!
Her beautiful golden hair swished around in the strong wind. Her eyes sparkled in the dark night. Her cheeks were as soft as silk. I wish I were the wind stroking her smooth, lovely, gentle face. I couldn’t takes this any longer. Quickly I climbed up the trellis.
“O Romeo! O Romeo! Why does your name have to be Montague. Refuse your name. If you don’t, I’m going to change my name!”
Suddenly the servant poked her head through the window.
“Juliet get in here!”
A School Story
One roasting day at school, when I was sitting on the half-broken bench eating my horrible lunch, Sarah came up to me. Everybody hates her. She has hair like a spider that’s been trod on and clothes like a man that lives on the street. She’s the biggest bully in the school. She trips you up and nicks your money out of your pocket. Nobody reports her, because one boy tried to - but she picked him up by his feet and dropped him on the floor like a football. No one reports her. We’re all too scared of her. Until one day a new girl came into the school and Sarah said to her “What’s your name?”
Twirling whirling on the ground.
Bright colourful leaves
Crunchy and scrunchy
Under my feet
They are crunchy