Don't Forget...

...Reception 2018 Open Morning for Parents in the school hall on Tues 7th Nov 9.30am

06/11/2017 at 10:06am

Pompeii

Whining, the dog trotted along, tail tucked between its skinny back legs, stumbling at every step. The grey hound started to wonder whether he would ever see his master again.

Footsteps echoed around the ruined courtyard, flakes of ash fell into the boy’s scruffy chocolate hair as he strayed across his deserted home,  it was where he had grew up what was he going to do now. He thought back to just before the volcano (Mount Vesuvius) had killed all his family and relatives, his father had told him to run and never come back. Disobeying his father’s orders he had come back hoping that someone else would be there. He wasn’t in luck; No one else had survived apart from him, Cyprian Aeliana was his name and he was alone in the World. Well that was what he thought anyway…                                                                                                   

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Comment 1 Comment by Mrs Arnold on 15 Dec 13 at 7:47pm | Quote this comment
A great opener to your story Ellen. Your description has given the reader a real sense of the isolation your character feels. I also like the way you've linked your writing to history topic you are researching. I can't wait to find out what happens next.

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'Thank you' to all those who attended and made the Open Morning today possible!

07 Nov 17 at 11:55am

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