In our ‘Rainforests’ issue, we asked you to pick up your pen and write a short story about our ‘Jazz in the Jungle’ collage of a colourful rainforest scene. Wow! Your creative words transported us to magical and wonderful places that we didn’t want to leave.
Evie, age 10, and Ayla, age 7, Middleton
Amy, age 8, Lancaster
Felicity, age 9, Stowmarket
Eva, age 9, Milton Lilbourne
Chloe, age 9, Spain
Our five budding writers have won a sloth-themed lunch bag and umbrella from the Rex London store.
Celeste, age 8
Elsie, age 7, Cornwall
Eoghan, age 8, Cork
"Once upon a time there was a parrot. He felt so left out. The monkeys were playing. The tigers were roaring. The peacocks were dancing. He saw an old rickety bridge and at the end of it, there was a strange object. Creak crack went the bridge. He fell then he flew back on to the bridge. Two more steps to go. One two he said. Then he just realised he could fly. So he flew off with the object. He sat on a branch and said this is a big stick I wonder what it can do and his voice echoed around the jungle. Everyone looked at him. They all loved it. They said again until he sang a wonderful song and everyone loved him."
Fauste, age 9, Grays
Floris, age 6, Newbury
Harriet, age 9
Isabel, age 9
Laura, age 9, Stroud
Maya, age 9
Megan, age 10, Bristol
Niamph, age 11
Noah, age 7, Suffolk
Orlando, age 11, Runcton
"The monkeys chattered in the trees
The birds sang a beautiful song while they flew through the sky
The humming of the wind
And the faint scuttle of the spider on its web
The bumblebee buzzed as she flew close to the ground
The power of her wings blew the dust and dirt away
The parrot is as bright as the carrot can get
And as happy as the sun on the sunniest day
And as nice as the full moon on the clearest night
And its voice is a rough as the waves on a stormy day
To site the parrot is like seeing the most beautiful sunset
The sound of the jungle makes its own personal Jazz"
Rahma, age 9, Stockport
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