This is quite unprecedented. Three posts in one day! Anyway, I found this story under my bed that I wrote when I was in Year 5 (I think), so I would have been about 9 or 10. I have left the grammar, spelling and everything else in tact.
Got Everything you need
Come to our Grand
Tuesday 30th November
This was the sign put up by Mr. Stuart on 28th November.
“Dad what are you doing?” asked a girl called Jane
“I’m putting up this sign for Tuesday. It’s the grand opening for the shop,” Mr Stuart replied.
“Oh is everything half price on Tuesday.”
“Yes. Where is your brother?” he asked
“He is upstairs in his bedroom sorting out bit’s and pieces.”
“And your sister?” asked Dad.
Their upstairs in their bedrooms too,” answered Jane.
“Do you want me to some posters up around town?
I can,” asked Jane.
“O.K. You might meet some people.”
Jane, Simone, Peter and Victoria were brother and sisters and had just moved to Southminster with their mum and dad. Jane was worried that she wouldn’t meet anyone and make friends.
The flat above the store had five bedrooms, a front room and the kitchen.
Jane was just walking down to put a sign on a lampost when a girl on rollerskates come from nowhere nearly knocking her over.
“OOP’S sorry about that. I’ve only just got them,” said the girl. “Hey you’re new around here aren’t you?”
“Yeah I’m Jane. Who are you?”
“I’m Nicole. My parents run the fish and chip shop. I’ve got two brothers and a sister. Their names are Nick, Callum and Julie. What about you?”
“I’m Jane, my parents have just moved into the flat above the old Smiths shop. I have one brother and two sisters. The names are Simone, Victoria and Peter,” answered Jane.
“Oh so we’ve got a lot in common then haven’t we?”
“Yes I suppose we have,” said Jane “Oh well I’d better get these up.”
“O.K. When are you going to school.
“On December the sixth.”
“O.K. See you then.”
Jane went on her way thinking about things. Would she like a new teacher? What with mum pregnant it was going to be hard.
When she got to the shop she went to Dad and told him she had done the job. She went upstairs and got out all her money. She had £50.00. That was enough to buy Christmas presents.
She wrote out a list:
Mum Perfume £5.00
Dad Music £5.00
Simone Make-up £5.00
Peter football £2.00
Victoria Toiletries set £4.00
Gran picture for wall £8.00
Grandpa book £4.00
Baby (if here) rattle £1.00
It would only cost £34.00
That left her £6.50.
On Wednesday she had to wake up early. She was allowed to only stock the shelves.
Simone was 15 so she could properly. Peter was only 10 so he went out to find a friend. Victoria and I were both 12.
“Dad, on Saturday, can I go to Chelmsford and get some shopping?” asked Jane.
“Yeah I’ll drive you there but I’ll have to come back because I have to do some work,” replied Dad.
“O.K.” she said.
She went to her bedroom and got out her money. She put it away again. She knew what Peter was like, A little pest!
Jane went downstairs and started to tidy the shelves.
On Saturday Jane went to Chelmsford. She got everything she needed except Peters football and Dad’s cassete. She was going to get him some classical music Old fuddy duddy!
Peters present was easy. She could go to paper chain for a football.
Jane got home at 6:00pm. She’d had a burger with dad so she didn’t need anything to eat. Jane went straight upstairs and put her presents under her bed. She took out her 3 magazines and took the posters out. Most off them were Take That. She put them up. Then at 11:00pm she got into bed.
In the morning Jane wrapped up all the presents. She would go to Paper Chain after school tomorrow.
She liked Nicole but prefered her friend in Suffolk. Caroline was so nice. If Jane was in trouble Caroline was there. She missed her so much. She hoped she would find someone just like Caroline. Oh Oh. Simone had interupted her thoughts and Jane was just wrapping up her present.
“Er…. Hi… Simone … er.. what do you want?” Jane stuttered.
“Well thats a nice thing to say too your sister. Goodbye to you too,” she said.
“That was a close shave,” she said to herself.
She went down cos Dad was calling.
Jane ran down the stairs. At the bottom she saw her cousins Vicky and Myles. “Hi!” she screamed. They hadn’t been able to to the wedding for they’d been in America.
“Hello,” said Myles. “How are you?”
“I’m fine,” Jane answered. “And you?”
“We’re fine,” answered Vicky.
Her name had been Taylor but when she got married it changed to Judd.
“This is a brilliant day,” she said. “Thanks for coming.
“That’s O.K.” Vicky said. “We’d better get going. We’ve got a train to catch.”
Jane went inside.
In a couple of weeks it was a week til Christmas and everything was going well. The Stuarts had lots of orders for turkeys, potatoes and Christmas puddings. The Christmas tree was up in the living room and the shop.
Profits were rolling in.
Everything was perfect. Mum had to rest cos she was pregnant and Simone had to take over her shifts in the shop.
She was moaning because she wanted a C.D player. She didn’t have any C.D’s though. But there we go. Aren’t all teenage sisters all the same.
We were getting money for what we were doing but Dad wasn’t exactly rich so we didn’t get a lot.
Jane was hoping for tickets to go and see Take That in concert, but they don’t come easy, do they? She went down to stack the shelves. Victoria was already there.
Jane was thinking for Christmas she wouldn’t mind a video recorder for her room.
First though she wanted it decorated. It was brilliant she didn’t have to share. She could choose her own wallpaper.
It was Christmas Eve and everyone was looking forward to tomorrow. It was going to be fun.
The shop was closed that day.
The whole family was going to a pantomime in Chelmsford Civic Theatre.
Timmy Mallet was in it.
It was going to be fun.
When they got home, Mum went to get some drinks. By the way it was about 11:00pm. Mum put the drinks on a tray.
She came in and then suddenly she dropped them as she came in the door.
“What’s the matter Mum?” Jane asked.
“It’s the baby! I think its coming!”
“Right, Simone. Look after the children,” said Dad. “I’ll take Mum to hospital.”
“O.K.” said Simone.
Jane was about to argue and say she was not a child, but thought better of it. It’s best not to argue like this, you always lose anyway.
Dad rushed Mum to hospital. Just as he turned his back Simone was on the phone to all her friends.
“Simone, Dad won’t like it,” they were saying.
“I’m in charge and turned her back on them.
Suddenly she put it down.
“Oh no! What if dad has been trying to phone us.”
The phone rang and Simone picked it up.
“Hello. Oh hi dad. Listen I’m sorry.
I know you’ve been trying to get throught and I’ve been on the phone to nearly the whole class. Sorry!”
“What are you talking about, bird brain! I’ve not been trying to phone you. But thanks for telling me you’d been on the phone! Listen Mum hasn’t had the baby yet, but she’s O.K. We got here at about 12:00pm. Oh by the way happy Christmas.”
“Oh yeah,” said Simone. “Too you to.”
“Oh well,” she said putting the reciever down.
Suddenly Peter said
“Hey! If its Christmas Day cant we open our presents?”
“No,” said Simone, “We’d better wait for Mum and Dad. Or at least Dad.
The phone rang again. It was Dad.
“Hi,” he said. “It’s me, Dad. Mum had twins! Isn’t it great!”
“Yeah,” Simone said.
It was 2 boys. Christopher and Callum.
They were two wonderful Christmas presents.
I distinctly remember writing this story. I can’t remember what the brief was – probably something based around Christmas, and then we were given free rein. I particularly remember stealing the scene in which the pregnant mum drops a tray of drinks from Eastenders – it was Cindy that did it as far as I can remember. Highlights from the story include:
– The fact that somehow £50 minus £34 equals £6.50.
– My repeated use of the name Callum – I obviously liked it at the time.
– The flat above the shop has five bedrooms, which allows ‘Jane’ to have her own bedroom. The flat must have been like the TARDIS inside. Also, what about a nursery for the new babies?
– The new babies had to be twins, just as Jane and Victoria seem to be. I was obviously obsessed with the idea of having a twin at that point.
– Vicky and Myles, the cousins, are very thinly veiled versions of Vicky Taylor and Myles Judd. I didn’t even change the names slightly. I was clearly trying my best to matchmake here.
– “Aren’t all teenage sisters the same” – I don’t know where this came from, as Kim would have been my teenage sister at the time, and she was not a pain about presents, nor did she use the phone to call most of the class. I had obviously been reading too much Mandy & Judy.
All in all, whilst not the most imaginative story ever, I think it’s a good effort! The spelling, grammar and punctuation isn’t half bad either, though it took quite an effort to actually type things incorrectly and leave out punctuation marks!