Wow, thank you for all your wonderful stories – 59 in total. There were all sorts of weird and wacky solutions to dealing with the terrifying Miss Fox and rescuing the other students from their shrunken state.
Fynn Whittle from Sunnynook Primary sorted out Miss Fox with the help of Spongebob and krabby patties, and Katie Heays-Wilson also from Sunnynook had a taniwha save the day.
Gabriella Rusk from Churton Park School took Miss Fox’s name literally and expanded on the idea with Mr Wolf turning up as the replacement teacher. Zach from Sunnynook, using a mirror, and Emma Anderson from Carmel College using a whiteboard, both cleverly deflected Miss Fox’s spells and turned them back on her. Oliver Stacey from Churton Park distracted Miss Fox with donuts. Catherine Sole from Carmel College, had the fresh idea of yoghurt being the cause of Miss Fox’s strange powers.
Some of you opted for the classic ‘it was all a dream’ ending, but in most cases this doesn’t really provide a very satisfying ending to a story. Some of you had amazing ideas but let yourselves down by not reviewing and editing your work. Editing will always be an essential part of the writing process. With two weeks to write your story there should be enough time to go over your work and make any corrections needed before submitting.
Well done to Finn Wescombe from Aidanfield Christian School, who had some great writing and an interesting twist.
Nathan Stacey from Churton Park School also had some great writing with lots of action.
A blast from Miss Fox narrowly missed Cassie’s head and now her hat was a plaything for Miss Fox’s toys. This time Cassie did scream. Morgan clamped her hand over her friends mouth even though she wanted to scream too. Morgan flipped their desk on its side and ducked under it, dragging Cassie with her. “What do we do!?” whispered Cassie, terror in her voice.
Minty from Waiheke High had some great descriptions.
Cassie stood up with a yell, her chair scraping across the floor of the classroom.
She didn’t care much for Dan but Mrs Fox was creepy!!
Dan was now a miniature version of himself, squirming in Mrs Fox’s iron grip.
Morgan’s eyes were staring at the hobbit version of her classmate, hand over her mouth in a silent scream.
And I liked that Cole Wescombe from Aidanfield Christian School thought about things from the perspective of a miniaturised person.
Suddenly it dawned on her. She was hit by one of those ‘bullets’. She looked around to confirm it. There’s the field, look at the size of the grass! She turned to look at the classrooms. She could barely see the top of them they were so tall!
Then the bell went. Morgans first thought was, “How is the bell so loud now?” Her second thought was “Oh no, recess!”
And finally, drum roll please …. I have two winners this time with two fantastic stories filled with wonderful language and terrific ideas. Congratulations to Ysabelle C from Ellerslie Primary whose story was well-crafted and very funny, and Briana Wells from Carmel College with great language and a smart twist. You can read their stories below. Congratulations Ysabelle and Briana!! Please email your postal address to me at email@example.com so I can send out your prizes (or I can forward them to your schools if you prefer).
Ysabelle C’s Story
Wiremu quit laughing and asked, “Is there anything wrong, Miss?”
He got his own beam, and he was suddenly in Miss Fox’s hands. The girls tried to sneak under the table. But Miss Fox saw them and shouted, “Get back into your chairs!” Miss Fox rarely shouted though.
She sat down, smiling at the nearly empty classroom. “Class,” she started. There was a tiny squeal from her palms. She continued. “We are,” she stopped again. “Why is my class empty?” she said sarcastically. “Oh, because I turned them into tiny humans!”
Morgan screwed a finger into the side of her head when the teacher wasn’t looking. “She’s gone loopy.”
Perhaps Miss Fox heard this because her eyes started to glow a dangerous red. “Are you two wondering why I haven’t gotten you yet? Because I save the best, for last!”
That was old Miss Fox’s saying. This new version used it very scarily.
She stood up, bent her head, and shot beams at them.
Morgan shrieked. Her call echoed down the hallway and it brought Vice Principal Bentley.
“Miss Fox, why isn’t your class here?” he asked sternly, but kindly. He had a big crush on her.
She batted her eyelids and said we were doing independent fitness outside. Vice Principal Bentley smiled sweetly and strode off.
“Now my evil plan will work! First, I need to grab some COFFEE!!” said Miss Fox.
Coffee possesses adults. A lot.
Cassie found the others in a small pile. “Hello! Are you guys ok?”
“Yes,” they chorused.
“What happened to Miss Fox?” Morgan asked.
“I don’t know,” said Florence. “We were all crowded around this box that Seth brought, and it was from his dad.” Seth stood in the middle of the crowd on the desk and he shrugged.
“Dad said to never open it. I kinda wasn’t listening.”
Cassie and Morgan looked at each other. “Typical Seth. Never listening.”
“So…” Morgan started.
“What was in the box?” asked Cassie.
“It was something small,” said Florence
“That turned the teacher crazy?” asked Cassie.
“I guess so.”
Morgan told him that they needed a good plan. There was an inscription on the side of the now huge box saying, “Whoever opens thee, shall be cursed, take heed.”
“How exactly are we able to do this when we are way-way smaller than our teacher?” asked Dan.
Florence read it and smiled. She muttered her plan and everyone thought it was a good idea.
When Miss Fox came back, she sat down, plotting.
Florence counted them down and they all shouted, “Deeh ekat, desruc eb llahs, eeht snepo reveohw!” (That was the inscription backward.)
It worked! Miss Fox rubbed her eyes and looked at the class, who was back to their normal size and piled on her desk.
“What are you silly billies doing on my table? I have good mind to punish you by making you do PE!!”
Everyone laughed, even the Vice Principal who was outside, wondering why they weren’t actually doing fitness.
Briana Wells Story
Wiremu’s smile turned into a grimace.
“Yes, this is the real me! Iniquitous, sinister, venomous, malicious and vile! Feel the burn kids, feel the burn!”
“Anyone think that are teacher could be slightly delirious?” Cassie asked.
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN SLIGHTLY DELIRIOUS? OUR TEACHER IS OBVIOUSLY DOWN RIGHT MAD! THAT’S MY FRIEND SHE’S TURNED INTO A RATTY LITTLE FIGURE!” Mordan shouted. Possibly a bit too loudly. Mrs Fox looked outraged. ‘Zap!’ Morgan was now a wriggling ‘ratty little figure’ like Dan.
“Shoot, now it’s only me and you,” Wiremu whispered to Cassie.
“What are we going to do?” Cassie looked ashen.
“Find our way out of course,” Wiremu’s eyes scanned the room and he caught sight of something…. A possibility if they are careful.
“Cassie, do you think we could climb through that-” Mrs Fox cut him off.
“You not planning an escape are you? As your teacher, I wouldn’t advise it. As an evil assassin, it would make an interesting scene. Much more fun to catch you.”
“I agree with Morgan. Mrs Fox is unhinged. We should get help.” Cassie seemed concerned about the lady who had turned all our classmates into lego pieces.
“Oh yes, I’m sure that would work, you know, Mrs Fox would definitely appreciate sitting down with a councilor and discussing WHY SHE TURNED OUR CLASSMATES INTO MINIONS!” Wiremu’s patience was wearing. They had to get out and they had to get out fast! Luckily Mrs Fox didn’t appear to hear his outburst. She had returned to her desk and was now placing her students in a domino line.
“Oh, what a shame, just not enough. Fortunately I have you two. I might keep you average sized for a little while longer. Draw out the tension, you know?” Mrs Fox said. Time was running out.
“The air vent!” Wiremu whispered desperately to Cassie. Cassie nodded. “Three, two, one, go!” Wiremu ran like nothing could stop him. Mrs Fox looked up with red hot lasers shooting out of her eyes. Wiremu ducked and felt her glare singe his hair.
“You won’t get away!” Mrs Fox sounded like a villain in a cheesy action movie. Wiremu grabbed the metal grate and pulled. Mrs Fox was shooting them with her laser eyes, but fortunately she didn’t have very aim. He doubted that she was a champion thrower in her school days.
“Cassie, help me! The grate’s not coming off!” He yelled. Cassie grabbed the other side and they pulled. ‘Pop!’ The grate came off. Cassie scrambled through, Wiremu following her pursuit.
“I’ll catch you!” Wiremu heard a yell and looked behind him. He saw that Mrs Fox was running towards them. Luckily for them Mrs Fox ran a bit like a hippo, slow and clumsy.
“Not much of an athlete is she?” Cassie chuckled. They moved quickly, and were soon to a dead end, another grate.
“Should I pull this open?” Cassie asked.
“Yeah,” Wiremu replied. He heard another pop as it opened.
Then he heard cheering. “Congratulations, kids, this is going to make excellent tv! It was definitely worth the money we spent on those 3d projections and that actor!” A guy with a t shirt that had ‘director’ on it said.
“So this whole thing was fake?” Wiremu could hardly believe it.
“Yup!” The director said.
“Well that explains a lot!” Cassie exclaimed with a grin on her face.