The Most Likely to Win Second Place:
It was the night before Christmas
It was the night before Christmas and all through the house nothing was moving not even a mouse. Don Coyote woke up with a smile on his lips. He had been having a wonderful dream.
In his dream Alexandra Ocasio Cortes had been elected President of the United States and she had declared that her dream was to unite the states of the world. “This is our planet” she declared “and it belongs to all of us – all the living things that cling to this fragile community…” Don Coyote, was thrilled to realise that she had included him in this community.
“We need to reimagine everything” she spoke, and it sounded like singing.
Don Coyote jumped out of bed lit a small candle in the dark and fumbled around for his 12 string Portuguese guitar.
Finding it, and spending a frustratingly long time tuning it, but still filled with a surge of delight, Don Coyote stumbled to the window and threw it wide. There was a star shining brightly and it illuminated the sleeping world. For a moment he knew that when the children of this town awoke the next morning there would be an extraordinary new world for them to grow up in. The woken world would throw off the chains of fear that had kept them trapped in a world they never chose, and we would all dare to inhabit the world of our dreams.
He closed his eyes…
With the sounds of Alexandra’s voice still ringing in his ears he began to sing.
this is an age of dreaming
of a whole healed world
you can hear it in the way
old stories are retold
look around and listen,
you can hear it in the songs,
you can see it in their eyes
and how the population throngs
flowing in the streets
blowing in the wind
swirling with elation,
the way that dancers spin.
dream on crazy poets
with imagination and insight
dancer’s find your rhythm
in the garden of delight
painters fill your canvas
with truth so bold and bright
so, people see it and believe it
and turn all the wrongs to right
and fall in love with beauty
lose all their appetite
for the rat race no one wins
and the ruthless futile fight
the hopes and fears of all the years
flow through you tonight
Unknown to him he was not the only one awake. Unknown to him three travelers were abroad that night. They paused, and decided to have a vegan snack they had prepared earlier wrapped in paper of course, while they listened to the singing bear.
As they finished their nourishing and ethical snack, Don Coyote stopped singing, letting the final chord resonate into the still night air. The two wise women and the slightly less wise but still relatively cool man thought he was praying. When they looked closer, they saw he was crying. They looked at each other and in the silent night heard his heart beating and the joy emanating from his small body. Don Coyote closed the window and went back to bed. As the travelers continued on their way, they started to sing…
oh, little bear of pure delight
how sweet we hear thee sing
above the quiet and dreamless streets
your lovely dream words ring
and in these dark streets shineth
an everlasting light
the hopes and fears of all the years
flow through you tonight.
By Don Coyote AKA Tim Casswell
The Most Creative:
The Snowy Night
One very cold night there was a leaf. It was a very strange leaf for it was yellow and green. Most people didn’t see it, but one little girl saw it and picked it up and stared at it and kept walking. She tripped over a rock and fell onto the leaf but, to her astonishment, she fell right through the floor and landed on a pile of snow. She wondered where she was. She was in a field not far from her home. Usually she would be able to see her house, but she couldn’t. She didn’t care. She just wanted to do something with all the snow. So, she did. It took her two months, but she made a field full of snowmen and one snow dog.
By Allegra Simpson
The Most Likely to Become a Documentry:
A Christmas Tale
Once upon a time there were four little girls and they lived in France. For Christmas they went to England (with their mum and dad) to see their grandparents.
When they got there it was nearly Christmas time so there was loads of presents under the tree. They dove into the front room and realized that there was another Christmas tree and it was even more stuffed with presents. They went in the kitchen and they saw that there was a lot of food on the table so they each took a sandwich and went up stairs and when they got to the top they saw that there was their granny at the top waiting for them and they gave her a big hug and she asked them why they were all eating sandwiches. “Because were starving!” they said and so their granny said “why don’t we call your mum and dad in so we can all have dinner”
After dinner they played games in the front room and their granny won most of the games.
After games their granny took the girls up to bed and read The Little Princess to them. After one chapter of reading they were all asleep. So, their granny gave them all good night kisses then went downstairs to play more games.
They woke up at nine in the morning and went downstairs to the kitchen and ate their boiled eggs. Their granny sat down with them and their grandad who had a cold came downstairs and gave them all a big hug then ate his boiled eggs.
After breakfast they helped their granny send Christmas cards to all her friends and one of them gave them a bag of Quality Streets.
When they got home the table was laid so they had lunch.
After lunch they went into the front room and watched A Series of Unfortunate Events.
After watching A Series of Unfortunate Events, it was dinner time (I forgot to mention that it was Christmas eve, so they had a very posh dinner). For dinner there was fish pie, avocado spread and chips, cream buns and chocolate pudding
After stuffing themselves with food it was very late, so their granny put them to bed then went downstairs.
In the morning they woke each other up and went downstairs. In the front room everyone was standing there so they got all the presents and put them in different piles.
When they finished opening all the presents it was lunch time.
After lunch they played Monikers
After playing Monikers they went to the theatre and watched The Railway Children.
When they got home it was 10:30 so they went straight to bed (they had had dinner at the theatre).
The next day it was time to go home so they got up at 06:30. They had breakfast and made sure that they had left nothing behind and then they were off to France.
By Olivia Simpson
The Pommepetition Winner
The true story of Christmas
Please note, that although this is a fact based, historical story, names have been changed to protect the innocent and some of the facts have been completely made up.
A long time ago in a far away place there lived a man and woman. The man was both very handsome and incredibly dim, his name was Paul. He also suffered from a terrible case of dexlysia, no dixselya, no dyslexia, yes that’s it. The woman went by the name of Mama J and she was virtually perfect in every single way. She had though recently noticed that her tummy was getting larger and had been for quite some time although she didn’t really know why this was so. Then one day in mid-January Paul and Mama J received a visit from an angel called Gabrielily who they think had maybe been hitting the sauce a bit heavily because she kept going on about something called a Pomme and then proceeded to tell them that Mama J was pregnant and that the father was God. This confused Mama J because she happened to know that God was a woman and so she was unsure as to how She could be the father. This also confused Paul because for one thing he was a bit dim and for another his dyslexia kicked in and he was a little frightened by the thought of an all knowing, all powerful being called Dog. To make this knowledge a little less frightening he decided to think of this being as Big D. The angel Gabrielily also told them that their baby was going to be a boy and that they should call him Jebus Efin H Christ. Mama J didn’t think much of this name and anyway, this was before the days of ultrasound so how could they possibly know the sex of the baby, what if it was a girl. So, they mostly ignored everything the angel Gabrielily had told them as the amount that she went on about her Pomme she was clearly French and had a problem with drinking too much cider. And anyway, they did have plans to go and visit family because it was the holiday season (although why the holiday season was in mid-January shall forever remain a mystery) and so they had to make plans to go. Mama J told Paul to get his stupid ass moving and get their clever ass ready for the journey and so he got the trusty donkey prepared for the trip and it wasn’t long before Sven (for that was the donkeys name, something to do with his Scandinavian ancestry) was champing at the bit, both figuratively and literally. So, they set off on a long journey which for Mama J was quite unbearable; she was about 9 months pregnant after all and she was riding a donkey. Plus, Paul kept going on about hearing barking, something to do with his new-found fear of Big D. Mama J didn’t know what the hell he was on about and sometimes seriously wondered why she was with him. Still, he was quite pretty, and it never hurt to have a bit of man candy to look at. So, she put up with his jabbering. After a day of travelling they were both very tired and needed to find a place to stay and rather than pay for accommodation they decided to free park in some stables where Sven could be nice and comfortable. As they were settling down for the night Mama J started having pains and then with a theatrical splash on the hay covered floor, she realised that her water had broken. They were both amazed that it happened exactly as it always happened on TV (a communications medium that would be invented in about 2000 years’ time). And just like in real life, a mere 36 hours of pain, screaming and general abuse later the baby was born. At this point there was a very strong smell of apples and the angel Gabrielily appeared again. She had obviously come straight from the local inn and been on the cider again and was still going on about a Pommepetition although Mama J and Paul could barely understand a word she was saying. They did tell her that their new baby was a girl and Paul said that Big D obviously did not know what he was on about and they would have to come up with a new name. Gabrielily mumbled something incoherent about how she was going to tell some shepherds and get some wise men to bring some presents and then she was gone, never to be heard from again. Meanwhile in a town not that far away they had seen a new star in the sky and in a way that can never satisfactorily be explained they knew that this meant a saviour had been born. A town meeting was held, and it was agreed that the 3 wisest people in the town should go and take gifts to this new born child. It is probably no surprise to anyone that the 3 wisest people in this town were women and so it was that Allegra, Olivia and Ruby were the ones to make this pilgrimage. Of course, being wise, they knew that new parents needed gifts, so they had a talk about this and when asked what they would take Olivia replied ‘Gold’, Allegra replied ‘Frankincense’ and Ruby just said ‘Meh, I’ll pick something up at the services on the way’. Thus, it was decided that the new saviour of womankind would be given gold, frankincense and meh. As they set off, they were unsure of which direction to take and a bit of a discussion ensued. Allegra suggested they just use a SatNav although it was pointed out to her that there were two major flaws with this plan. First, they didn’t have the actual address of where they were going and second, SatNavs were about 2000 years away from being invented. So, Olivia just suggested they should wait until night time and just follow the new star in the sky. The next morning, after walking through the night (which luckily given the time of year was cloudless) the three wise women arrived at the free park where they found a chipper and obviously well rested Paul on the look out for something or someone he referred to as Big D. As these women were very wise, they knew there was no point wasting much time talking to him, although he was easy on the eye. So, they went straight to Mama J and her new baby. Mama J looked like she had been pulled through a ringer backwards and like she hadn’t had any sleep for at least a couple of days. Just like a new mother. But she also had something else, and this was a contentedness and a look of absolute and unconditional love for her new baby. She told the wise women that this baby was a chosen one and was going to achieve greatness and be the saviour of all womankind and she told them that she would be called Jessica. They all thought this was a perfect name. Then the three wise women gave their gifts, Olivia gave her gold, Allegra gave her frankincense and Ruby gave the things she had picked up at the services. These were some washable and reusable nappies, a sling for carrying the baby without hurting your back, a little kit for entertaining her on those long donkey rides and a couple of jumpsuits because they were just so cute. She also bought a set of natural and completely plastic (a material 2000 years away that will surely ruin the planet) free bath and toiletry products and took the baby off her hands for a while so that she could have a bit of time to clean herself up and relax and start to feel human again. Because Ruby truly was the wisest of them all. Apart from that there is not much of the story left to tell. The baby Jessica grew up as the saviour of all womankind although she had a tragic downfall when Santa Claus and his magic rabbit killed her with chocolate eggs so that the Coca Cola company could invent something called Christmas in order to further the consumerisation of the world. Mama J and Paul lived a long and happy life even though Paul would not stop going on about someone called Big D. Luckily for him he became a good-looking older man, not unlike Blake Carrington (a character about 2000 years away) so Mama J kept him around for purely decorative purposes. As for the angel Gabrielily it is rumoured that she drowned in a vat of cider and there have been numerous unconfirmed reports of her occasionally appearing as a vision, incoherently mumbling about Pommes until people do what she wants and then disappearing again. But these could all be completely made up. And this story became an official part of herstory and was taught to children all over the world and it won every competition it was ever entered in!
By Paul Simpson