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Young Writers in Action: Cheese rolling

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CHEESE ROLLING
by Liora, 9, Manhattan, USA

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“Go, go, go!”  The mascot cheers.
“Crunch” The grass gets run over by all the people rolling all over it, determined to get the cheese.
The referees discuss the game, making sure it’s fair.
While the girl players get their face covered with hair.
“Woohoo, so close, get the cheese!” a fan in the audience cheers.
Players dodge and cheer, run and fall,
tumble and flip, in order to catch the cheese.
“Thump!” That’s the sound of  players falling all over each other.
Then someone says, “oh brother.”
They have just figured out that someone found the cheese.

This is Liora’s first poem for Alphabet Soup. To send us YOUR story, poem, artwork or book review, check out our submission guidelines.

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FIRE (Young Writers in Action)

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FIRE
by Anishka, 9, QLD

The blazing flame,
Is never the same,
Cutting through the wood,
In its usual fairy mood.
Smoke fills the sky,
The fire destroys anything in its way,
The flame spreading on the road.
The fire has a feeling,
Which goes over the ceiling,
Anger and fury, hot and burning.
The rain soon makes its way,
Giving a single sun ray.
Coolness all around,
Blackness on the ground.
Fire has finished.
Rain has won,
What a mystery on its own.

Anishka is a regular contributor to Alphabet Soup. You can read her earlier work here.

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Young Writers in Action: Ballet

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Ballet
by Hannah, 12, QLD

Pointe shoes made of pink satinI love Ballet class, for all the wrong reasons.
It’s like a comedy with varying seasons.
I watch Miss Lavender, all duck face
Boom 1. 2. 3. while watching dancers at fast pace.

There is perfect Darcy strutting around.
Nose in the air, toes pointing to the ground,
Sniffing competition, having beaten everyone.
Leotard sparkling and her hair in the latest bun.

Then there is Porscha running in late,
one ballet shoe on, and that is her fate.
A black jelly bean has stained her leotard.
Her tight bun has stopped Miss from frowning hard.

And Alena is the class clown, cunningly,
waiting for Miss Lavender to turn around.
Pulling faces and not a care in the world.
While putting a smile on every girl.

One time Miss caught Alena in the act,
but she made a quick recovery with tact.
“Sorry I just got something caught in my teeth!”
immediately turning to first position with her feet.

Ava is nowhere to be seen when class starts.
“Where is that child?” Miss Lavender asks.
“Hiding in the dressing room” Darcy tells.
Ava says Pointe class is like going to hell.

Kayla is a beautiful dancer but she is full of doubt.
She sneaks to the back but the teachers still shout.
Always trying her hardest, this girl is strong.
Tears always rolling, she is proving them wrong.

Of course Zoe is still off with the fairies.
“Child, do you even know what a Pas de duex is”?
“Um, er, um…and she trys, landing flat with a… no Miss.”
She always looks away and blushes while saying this.

We have such different lives, personalities and bodies.
But when we dance we come together like sisters at ease.
We compete in the Eisteddfods and win.
Blending together as one, limb within limb.

This is Hannah’s first poem for Alphabet Soup. To send us YOUR story, poem, artwork or book review, check out our submission guidelines.

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Young Writers in Action: The World

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THE WORLD
by Siddh, 7, QLD

Who made the sun shine so bright?
Who made dust extra light?
Who made the trees so tall and green and who made the mighty raging sea?
Who made the world spin so fast and who made the desert so long and vast?
Well God’s the one who made it all
so thank God every morning when you hear the angels call.

Siddh has had poetry published with us before. You can read more of his work here.  

If YOU would like to send us a story, drawing, poem, or book review, check out our submission guidelines. Happy writing!
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Young writers in action: Oh the things you can do!

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Oh the things you can do!
by Siddh, 7, QLD

Oh the things you can do,
Oh the things you can do,
You can skip, you can dive,
You can spy, you can fly,
You can jump, you can pump,
You can hike, you can strike,
So everybody has a special thing to do.
And that is the poem of the things you can do.
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Siddh has had poetry published with us before. His first poem published at Alphabet Soup was called All about people. If YOU would like to send us a story, drawing, poem, or book review, check out our submission guidelines. Happy writing!

 

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Young Writers in Action: Snowing Everywhere

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Snowing Everywhere

by Anishka, 6, QLD

The snow is white,
the air is quiet.
The snowflakes are dazzling,
the snowman is singing.
The snow covers paths, streams, parks and markets
like a blanket.
The sun comes up to take winter,
the snowman melted and became water.

Anishka has been published on Alphabet Soup previously — you can read her earlier work here and here.

If YOU would like to send us a story, drawing, poem, or book review, check out our submission guidelines. Happy writing!

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Young Writers in Action: The Little Girl Who Lived Down the Street

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THE LITTLE GIRL WHO LIVED DOWN THE STREET

by Caitlin, 11, VIC

The little girl who lives down the street
My sister says she’s a creep
Mum says don’t go near
I reckon she thinks I fear
I wish I could explain why
But all my father does is sigh
One night I go down the street
I make sure that I creep
I see the little girl who lives down the street in a car
I can’t see why she’s looking so far,
Until I see a shooting star
The little girl who lived down the street
Maybe she isn’t such a creep

This is Caitlin’s first poem published with Alphabet Soup. If YOU would like to send us a story, drawing, poem, or book review, check out our submission guidelines. Happy writing!

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Young Writers in Action: Australia Wild

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AUSTRALIA WILD

By Klara, 10, NSW

 

Where the weather is humid, hot and dry,
And the birds there just love to fly.

Where the bushland sways,
And where all the creatures have their own ways.

And where the sun beats down endlessly on the red, bushy desert.

And the koalas in the gum trees are always alert,
For the brown, wild dog, the dingo, that’s him,
prowls around the gum tree while koalas don’t want to lose a limb.

The crocodile is snapping fish,
And serving them up for a bliss summer dish.

The kangaroo hops around the place,
Chasing the hum of busy flies, like a wild goose chase.

The wallabies always avoid the hot sun,
They lie down under a rock away from all fun.

The platypus is in the water feasting on worms and yabbies,
He eats as much as he does weigh, every single day.

And the emu is running across the charred plains,
Kicking up dust for the hope of everlasting rain.

The echidna is around snuffling and looking for ants,
Burying his nose in the overgrown plants.

Old man wombat is in his burrow taking a nap,
And all the creatures know he is a tired old chap.

The Tasmanian devil roars to the sky,
And then he sits and waits for a thundering reply.

Australia is beautiful, unique and wild,
And each animal here is the bushland’s native child.

The kookaburra tilts his head back and laughs “hoo ha ha, hoo ha ha”,
To let all the creatures know that Australia is their home.

This is Klara’s first poem posted to Alphabet Soup. If YOU would like to send us a book review, story or poem —  check out our submission guidelines.