Wednesday, August 8, 2012

The wild things ... by Jack, aged 7

"They could see land, they could see trees and plants, but not much else. What would they find there? Finn suddenly remembered a favourite old picture book where a boy sailed to the place where the wild things are. Would there be wild things here? he wondered..."

Finn sees a little door on a cliff. Then he sails over to the door. He goes up the stairs - there were heaps of stairs and it took a very, very long time. Then he saw a big cave with heaps of wild things.

He saw that they were very friendly wild things. They didn't want to eat him up, but they really did like delicious food! They didn't like meat - they ate broccoli. There was a big pile of broccoli.

There was a little hut and there was a bench next to the hut. It had a boiling pot on a fire with heaps of broccoli in it. Finn said "can I help you guys cook the broccoli?" Then the wild things said "yes, of course!"

The wild things said "you are such a good chef. Maybe you can stay here and be the wild chef that helps us cook all our food?" Finn said "of course, but first we need to go out into the jungle to get some broccoli."

They went to the broccoli place and there were heaps of monsters on the way. They had to duck vines that could curl you up and eat you for breakfast.

So they had to get through all of those monsters and then they came to the broccoli tree. But Finn said "this is too dangerous so I need to go home!"

Finn said goodbye to all the wild things. But the wild things said "don't go, please don't go. You are a very good chef."

Finn said "I need to go home and eat my dinner."

Then he sailed home for about 259 weeks. Then he came home and his dinner was still hot!

THE  END.

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