<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510287296708739946</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:18:31.861+01:00</updated><category term='Class 5sp'/><category term='Class 6b'/><category term='Class 5sw'/><category term='Class 4'/><title type='text'>St Petrocs CE VA Primary School</title><subtitle type='html'>BODMIN BOOKWORM</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510287296708739946/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>BODMIN BOOKWORM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12517443021953911008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MvvmTiSy1c/SMD50-8nvHI/AAAAAAAAADk/HaPId6DXBSE/S220/finallimeversion2web.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510287296708739946.post-8663664370293514848</id><published>2009-02-13T14:38:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-13T14:54:27.948Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Class 5sp'/><title type='text'>"Seeing is Believing" by Tia W, Class 5sp, Age 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;***********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Seeing is Believing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chapter 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;One murky day Crystal and Rose were playing hopscotch in the wide green field. They decided to go and explore the deep dark woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chapter 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;When they got there they saw that the trees stretched up to the murky sky. They heard some footsteps behind them and Rose and Crystal were getting worried so they cautiously hurried through woods but tried not to look obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chapter 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;They carried on walking but they could still hear the footsteps stomping behind them. They turned around and saw a big dark shadow and the footsteps got louder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chapter 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Rose, being the youngest and most shy of the pair, started to get worried and she told Crystal about this so they started running quickly and eventually they came to a log and Crystal jumped over it but she didn’t know there was a hole on the other side! Rose jumped over as well so she wasn’t alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chapter 5&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they were in the hole they saw there was a small dark narrow tunnel so they started to creep down it cautiously so as not to make the ceiling fall or the walls crumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chapter 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;When they finally reached the end they saw an old wooden door with rusty hinges and cobwebs. Crystal tried to find a way to get through it when she saw an old key wrapped up in a cobweb .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chapter 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The girls got the key from the cobweb carefully as to not attract any spiders and Crystal opened the door to reveal a magical, beautiful land. Rose and Crystal were amazed and bewildered at what they were seeing! There was an array of colours from the rows of beautiful flowers and there was a sweet smell of roses and they could feel the glorious Summer sun beating on their faces and the sky was as clear as glass and as blue as the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chapter 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;They walked along enjoying the magnificent land whilst people were waving friendly and market sellers were calling to them asking if they were seeking any goods. The girls just giggled and merrily skipped along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chapter 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;They came to a harbour and they could smell the sea salt and fishes were being fed by friendly travellers and Rose even thought she had saw a glistening dolphin leap out of the water. When Rose turned around she saw Crystal leap into the water and again so she was not alone she followed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chapter 10&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Crystal finally came to the second harbour on the other side of the magical land she got out and was dripping more than a broken tap and all the water formed a large puddle of water spreading every second around her spoilt soggy trainers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chapter 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Crystal had gone halfway back to the portal door and realised that Rose was gone! Her heart was pounding 100 miles and hour and she was breathing deeply and she couldn’t think straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chapter 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Crystal was looking everywhere but she forgot to look at the second harbour! She sprinted back there and she saw Rose curled up in a ball weeping and breathing heavily. Crystal called her name and she got up ran to Crystal and gave her such a big hug she almost got suffocated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chapter 13&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crystal woke up from her sleep and she was shocked was this a dream but there is one lesson in this story and that …Seeing is believing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The End&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;By Tia W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Age 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Class 5sp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;***********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510287296708739946-8663664370293514848?l=bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/8663664370293514848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510287296708739946&amp;postID=8663664370293514848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510287296708739946/posts/default/8663664370293514848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510287296708739946/posts/default/8663664370293514848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com/2009/02/seeing-is-believing-by-tia-w-class-5sp.html' title='&quot;Seeing is Believing&quot; by Tia W, Class 5sp, Age 10'/><author><name>BODMIN BOOKWORM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12517443021953911008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MvvmTiSy1c/SMD50-8nvHI/AAAAAAAAADk/HaPId6DXBSE/S220/finallimeversion2web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510287296708739946.post-5327721649930064795</id><published>2008-12-06T15:07:00.007Z</published><updated>2008-12-06T15:21:56.286Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Class 6b'/><title type='text'>"Snow" by Ellen N, Age 10, Class 6b</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MvvmTiSy1c/STqXRcKgRXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/mqiYRm7Sh_k/s1600-h/snowflake.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276696239291778418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MvvmTiSy1c/STqXRcKgRXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/mqiYRm7Sh_k/s200/snowflake.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SNOW&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o colour at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;r maybe it does&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ait and it will come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Ellen N &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Age 10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Class 6b&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MvvmTiSy1c/STqXGv1OewI/AAAAAAAAAWs/DZ6VC0iRW8k/s1600-h/snowflake.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276696055592680194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MvvmTiSy1c/STqXGv1OewI/AAAAAAAAAWs/DZ6VC0iRW8k/s200/snowflake.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510287296708739946-5327721649930064795?l=bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/5327721649930064795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510287296708739946&amp;postID=5327721649930064795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510287296708739946/posts/default/5327721649930064795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510287296708739946/posts/default/5327721649930064795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-by-ellen-n-age-10-class-6b.html' title='&quot;Snow&quot; by Ellen N, Age 10, Class 6b'/><author><name>BODMIN BOOKWORM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12517443021953911008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MvvmTiSy1c/SMD50-8nvHI/AAAAAAAAADk/HaPId6DXBSE/S220/finallimeversion2web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MvvmTiSy1c/STqXRcKgRXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/mqiYRm7Sh_k/s72-c/snowflake.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510287296708739946.post-1113867776507910900</id><published>2008-11-25T09:37:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:43:22.511Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Class 5sp'/><title type='text'>"The Secret Mansion" by Tia W, Age 9, Class 5sp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***************************&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Secret Mansion&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my street there is a turning. It is a turning that no-one drives down. I had always been curious of this turning as I wanted to know what was at the end of it. Once me and my friends got too curious and we travelled down the road. Just before we went someone had told us that a rumour was going around about the road that there was a haunted mansion on the end of it but despite that we still wanted to see for sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;By Tia W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Age 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Class 5sp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;****************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510287296708739946-1113867776507910900?l=bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/1113867776507910900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510287296708739946&amp;postID=1113867776507910900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510287296708739946/posts/default/1113867776507910900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510287296708739946/posts/default/1113867776507910900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com/2008/11/secret-mansion-by-tia-w-age-9-class-5sp.html' title='&quot;The Secret Mansion&quot; by Tia W, Age 9, Class 5sp'/><author><name>BODMIN BOOKWORM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12517443021953911008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MvvmTiSy1c/SMD50-8nvHI/AAAAAAAAADk/HaPId6DXBSE/S220/finallimeversion2web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510287296708739946.post-138748778725834923</id><published>2008-11-20T15:43:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-20T15:52:39.861Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Class 5sp'/><title type='text'>"The Ghostly Diary" by Tia W, Age 9, Class 5sp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;****************************&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Ghostly Diary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dear Diary, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Today was extremely bizarre. I went down for breakfast and suddenly I was levitated into the air and moved around the room. It was exhilarating. I couldn’t believe it. It was a breathtaking experience. But It was scary at the same time! I must go now as it is very late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Tia W&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Age 9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Class 5sp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;****************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510287296708739946-138748778725834923?l=bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/138748778725834923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510287296708739946&amp;postID=138748778725834923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510287296708739946/posts/default/138748778725834923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510287296708739946/posts/default/138748778725834923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com/2008/11/ghostly-diary-by-tia-w-age-9-class-5sp.html' title='&quot;The Ghostly Diary&quot; by Tia W, Age 9, Class 5sp'/><author><name>BODMIN BOOKWORM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12517443021953911008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MvvmTiSy1c/SMD50-8nvHI/AAAAAAAAADk/HaPId6DXBSE/S220/finallimeversion2web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510287296708739946.post-4679522057715246555</id><published>2008-11-19T16:28:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-19T16:40:16.656Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Class 5sp'/><title type='text'>"My Secret Place" by Tia W, Age 9, Class 5sp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*******************************&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Tia has created a setting for a book. Like in many classic tales &amp;amp; myths another secret world is hidden from everyone except the main character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Secret Place&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;At the bottom of my garden I have my tree house. My tree house is just a normal tree house. It's quite boring really, that is from the outside. On the inside it is my secret place. I am the only one who can see the things in my secret place. If you looked inside all you would see is a plastic table and chairs, but when I look inside I see a beautiful open land with flowing rivers and rows of colourful, sweet smelling flowers and clear blue skies. It is a perfect place to go if you want to get away from your troubles or just have peace and quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;By Tia W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Age 9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Class: 5sp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;******************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510287296708739946-4679522057715246555?l=bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/4679522057715246555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510287296708739946&amp;postID=4679522057715246555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510287296708739946/posts/default/4679522057715246555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510287296708739946/posts/default/4679522057715246555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-secret-place-by-tia-w-age-9-class.html' title='&quot;My Secret Place&quot; by Tia W, Age 9, Class 5sp'/><author><name>BODMIN BOOKWORM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12517443021953911008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MvvmTiSy1c/SMD50-8nvHI/AAAAAAAAADk/HaPId6DXBSE/S220/finallimeversion2web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510287296708739946.post-2819743055982204274</id><published>2008-11-19T10:49:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-19T10:54:39.157Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Class 4'/><title type='text'>"The History of the Vikings" by Sarah N, Age 8, Class 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*****************************&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE HISTORY OF THE VIKINGS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One breezy winter’s day a wise old priest stood gazing longingly at the deep misty water. His name was Johnson and he had grey curly hair. All of a sudden a tatty and battered ship came sailing along like a snake heading towards its prey. The sea suspicly waved to and fro forcing the boat to swerve. Then CRASH it landed! The strange visitors leaped out of the boat and galloped across the pebbly shore.&lt;br /&gt;What they will do now we don’t know!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BY SARAH N&lt;br /&gt;AGE:8&lt;br /&gt;CLASS:YEAR 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;***************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510287296708739946-2819743055982204274?l=bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/2819743055982204274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510287296708739946&amp;postID=2819743055982204274' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510287296708739946/posts/default/2819743055982204274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510287296708739946/posts/default/2819743055982204274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com/2008/11/history-of-vikings-by-sarah-n-age-8.html' title='&quot;The History of the Vikings&quot; by Sarah N, Age 8, Class 4'/><author><name>BODMIN BOOKWORM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12517443021953911008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MvvmTiSy1c/SMD50-8nvHI/AAAAAAAAADk/HaPId6DXBSE/S220/finallimeversion2web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510287296708739946.post-3656400932307172268</id><published>2008-11-19T10:41:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-19T10:49:30.835Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Class 4'/><title type='text'>"Welcome to the Haunted House" by Sarah N, Age 8, Class 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;*****************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;WELCOME TO THE HAUNTED HOUSE!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Step in through the old gates,&lt;br /&gt; Be as quiet as a mouse,&lt;br /&gt; We’re going to sneak,&lt;br /&gt; And take a peek,&lt;br /&gt; Inside the haunted house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ghosts hoot in the hallway.&lt;br /&gt; Ghouls lurk on the stairs.&lt;br /&gt; Imps and spirits&lt;br /&gt; Have pillow fights&lt;br /&gt; To catch you’re unawares!&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;br /&gt; An empty piece of armour&lt;br /&gt; Clanks loudly down the hall.&lt;br /&gt; A wizard bakes&lt;br /&gt; Revolting cakes&lt;br /&gt; You wouldn’t like at all!&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt; So, now you’ve had a quick peek&lt;br /&gt; Be as quiet as a mouse.&lt;br /&gt; And tiptoe out&lt;br /&gt; While you still can-&lt;br /&gt; Escape the haunted house!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; WA,HA,HA,HAA&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Sarah N&lt;br /&gt;Age: 8&lt;br /&gt;Class: year 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;*******************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510287296708739946-3656400932307172268?l=bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/3656400932307172268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510287296708739946&amp;postID=3656400932307172268' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510287296708739946/posts/default/3656400932307172268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510287296708739946/posts/default/3656400932307172268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com/2008/11/welcome-to-haunted-house-by-sarah-n-age.html' title='&quot;Welcome to the Haunted House&quot; by Sarah N, Age 8, Class 4'/><author><name>BODMIN BOOKWORM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12517443021953911008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MvvmTiSy1c/SMD50-8nvHI/AAAAAAAAADk/HaPId6DXBSE/S220/finallimeversion2web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510287296708739946.post-4638225855520894095</id><published>2008-11-18T19:11:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-18T19:19:21.150Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Class 5sp'/><title type='text'>"The Whisper" by Tia W, Age 9, Class 5sp</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Old buildings have lots of history and sometimes there are myths and legends about ghosts that reside in them.  In these tales the ghosts themselves may form part of the building's history. Tia has written a story based on this idea:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*********************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Whisper&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited silently. I knew the sound, it was common in my old house. The spirits and ghosts whisper constantly. Once I tried to find where the sounds were coming from. I was guessing the cellar as it's somewhere I was forbidden to go. My Mother and Father said I couldn't because they didn't know what was down there. That made me all the more curious. Eventually my curiosity got the better of me and as I edged open the creaky cellar door I was pulled with an almighty force into the darkness ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;By Tia W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Age 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Class 5sp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;***************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510287296708739946-4638225855520894095?l=bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/4638225855520894095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510287296708739946&amp;postID=4638225855520894095' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510287296708739946/posts/default/4638225855520894095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510287296708739946/posts/default/4638225855520894095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com/2008/11/whisper-by-tia-w-age-9-class-5sp.html' title='&quot;The Whisper&quot; by Tia W, Age 9, Class 5sp'/><author><name>BODMIN BOOKWORM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12517443021953911008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MvvmTiSy1c/SMD50-8nvHI/AAAAAAAAADk/HaPId6DXBSE/S220/finallimeversion2web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510287296708739946.post-7905291481058415030</id><published>2008-11-17T15:02:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-17T15:13:10.566Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Class 5sw'/><title type='text'>"The Old Tin Mine" by Nadia R, Age 10, Class 5sw</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The following is an idea for a book setting by Nadia R.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;***************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Old Tin Mine&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crackling and hissing filled the air. Somebody was walking around the old tin mine. The Gatekeeper shrugged on his coat and walked out into the pouring rain. As he got close a piercing scream filled the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Nadia R&lt;br /&gt;Age 10 years&lt;br /&gt;Class: 5sw&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;**************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510287296708739946-7905291481058415030?l=bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/7905291481058415030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510287296708739946&amp;postID=7905291481058415030' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510287296708739946/posts/default/7905291481058415030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510287296708739946/posts/default/7905291481058415030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com/2008/11/old-tin-mine-by-nadia-r-age-10-class.html' title='&quot;The Old Tin Mine&quot; by Nadia R, Age 10, Class 5sw'/><author><name>BODMIN BOOKWORM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12517443021953911008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MvvmTiSy1c/SMD50-8nvHI/AAAAAAAAADk/HaPId6DXBSE/S220/finallimeversion2web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510287296708739946.post-5261480661051686725</id><published>2008-11-17T14:54:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-17T15:14:37.122Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Class 5sw'/><title type='text'>"The Great Fire of London' by Nadia R, Age 10, Class 5sw</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***************************&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The following is an idea for a book by Nadia R:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Great Fire of London&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire blazed on and on,it was never ending. People were ordered out of their homes to try and block the fire's way. Women were carrying children and belongings, whilst the men dealt with the fire. Everywhere children and babies were screaming and crying. The smell of smoke was burning my nostrils. But I just watched and listened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Nadia R&lt;br /&gt;Age 10 years&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Class:5sw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*************************&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510287296708739946-5261480661051686725?l=bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/5261480661051686725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510287296708739946&amp;postID=5261480661051686725' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510287296708739946/posts/default/5261480661051686725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510287296708739946/posts/default/5261480661051686725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com/2008/11/great-fire-of-london-by-nadia-r-age-10.html' title='&quot;The Great Fire of London&apos; by Nadia R, Age 10, Class 5sw'/><author><name>BODMIN BOOKWORM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12517443021953911008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MvvmTiSy1c/SMD50-8nvHI/AAAAAAAAADk/HaPId6DXBSE/S220/finallimeversion2web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510287296708739946.post-6678184721974500106</id><published>2008-11-14T09:35:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-11-16T16:09:12.453Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Class 5sp'/><title type='text'>"All About a Roman" by Charley M, Age 9, Class 5sp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;******************************&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;"ALL ABOUT A ROMAN"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;It is the day of our first battle and we are getting ready. I am terrified. I waited patiently as the mad Celts charged towards us. We threw our spears and marched towards them. I tripped over my best friends body, but I told myself I can't be upset now there's a fight to be won. The battle went on and more Romans died. I saw my leader get stabbed and fall to the floor in pain. I wondered if I was next. I didn't know that battle was so upsetting and violent, but as I've signed up for the army I have to stay in for 25 years. Finally the battle ended and the Romans won !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FROM OPUS MELODIOUSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BY CHARLEY M&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Age 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Class 5sp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;****************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510287296708739946-6678184721974500106?l=bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/6678184721974500106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510287296708739946&amp;postID=6678184721974500106' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510287296708739946/posts/default/6678184721974500106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510287296708739946/posts/default/6678184721974500106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodminbookworm-stpetrocs.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-about-roman-by-charley-m.html' title='&quot;All About a Roman&quot; by Charley M, Age 9, Class 5sp'/><author><name>BODMIN BOOKWORM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12517443021953911008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MvvmTiSy1c/SMD50-8nvHI/AAAAAAAAADk/HaPId6DXBSE/S220/finallimeversion2web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
