Writing for Fun
October 2015
The Naughty Elf - Vivian Burdon
Some years ago, Vivian's mum presented her with a book which she had had made up from her collection of early school work. Below is one of the stories that she wrote aged 4 . . . a talented child indeed!
Once upon a time there was a naughty elf. His name was rocky. He polished himself instead of the beetle so when the government of the village wanted to give him a lesson he always slipped out of their hands. So one day the government said 'ants, come here, I want you to go and find the elf.' So off they went soon.
They found the Elf. He was asleep under a oak tree. they hurried back, they said 'he is asleep under a oak tree'. The government called the spiders to go to the oak tree. so they went to the oak tree. when they got there they spun webs around him and put dew drops on to the web. when he woke up he tried to get out, but, no . . .
. . . he couldn't get out and there he stayed for ever.
The end