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The Magic Colours
By Mr_E_Writer
26 March 2008
One of our joint efforts.

 

The Magic Colours

 


Once upon a time there was a box of crayons, but not just an ordinary box of crayons. Oh no, this was a magic box. The crayons were alive!

One day, Mr Green crayon decided that he wanted to go outside to see if anything in the garden was green, like him. So he went to the window, shouted “Bye-Bye” and jumped out.

Mr Green looked down at the grass and said, “The grass is as green as I am.”

A piece of the grass looked up at Mr Green and said, “Oh look, you are as green as me!! Are you a blade of grass?”

“No, I am a crayon,” replied Mr Green. He smiled, waved goodbye, and started to walk towards the bottom of the garden.

It was summertime and Mr Green could see a big tree full of bright green leaves. He climbed up the tree trunk, out onto a branch and sat on a huge green leaf.

“Fancy a ride?” said the leaf and took off into the sky. They flew across the lawn to where a man was busy mowing the grass with an old green lawnmower.

“What is that man doing?” asked Mr Green.

“He is giving the grass a haircut,” replied the leaf.

“Oh yes! I know what a haircut is. Sometimes the sharpener gives the pencils a hair cut and then they look all pointy!”

Mr Green crayon spotted a trampoline. “I have an idea, I will jump on that trampoline and fly up to the window. Bye-bye,” and off he went.

“Hello guys, I’m back,” he said, to the all of the crayons in the magic box.

“We can see that,” said Pink. “What did you see?”

“I saw the grass, leaves and last but not least… I saw a grass sharpener.”

“Can I go with you, next time?” asked Orange.

Reviews

Written by Josie (2496 comments posted) 26th March 2008
Welcome to GW Mr E Writer, and I think all of you have made a really good start. I liked your story. It goes well with my poem about painting in the summer sunshine - or will that be done with orange in the next exciting instalment?

Written by Fledermaus (3159 comments posted) 28th March 2008
A clever idea. Rather surreal, but enjoyable. A grass sharpener. Good one.

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