Short Story

Mr Sticky
by Mo McAuley No one knew how Mr. Sticky got in the fish tank. "He's very small," Mum said as she peered at the tiny water snail. "Just a black dot." "He'll grow," said Abby and pulled her pyjama bottoms up again before she got into bed. They were always falling down. In the morning Abby jumped out of bed and switched on the light in her fish tank. Gerry, the fat orange goldfish, was dozing inside the stone archway. Jaws was already awake, swimming along the front of the tank with his white tail floating and twitching. It took Abby a while to find Mr. Sticky because he was clinging to the glass near the bottom, right next to the gravel. At school that day she wrote about the mysterious Mr. Sticky who was so small you could mistake him for a piece of gravel. Some of the girls in her class said he seemed an ideal pet for her and kept giggling about it. That night Abby turned on the light to find Mr. Sticky clinging to the very tiniest, waviest tip of the pond weed. It was near the water filter so he was bobbing about in the air bubbles. "That looks fun," Abby said. She tried to imagine what it must be like to have to hang on to things all day and decided it was probably very tiring. She fed the fish then lay on her bed and watched them chase each other round and round the archway. When they stopped Gerry began nibbling at the pond weed with his big pouty lips. He sucked Mr. Sticky into his mouth then blew him back out again in a stream of water. The snail floated down to the bottom of the tank among the coloured gravel. "I think he's grown a bit," Abby told her Mum at breakfast the next day. "Just as well if he's going to be gobbled up like that," her Mum said, trying to put on her coat and eat toast at the same time. "But I don't want him to get too big or he won't be cute anymore. Small things are cute aren't they?" "Yes they are. But big things can be cute too. Now hurry up, I'm going to miss my train." At school that day, Abby drew an elephant. She needed two pieces of expensive paper to do both ends but the teacher didn't mind because she was pleased with the drawing and wanted it on the wall. They sellotaped them together, right across the elephant's middle. In the corner of the picture, Abby wrote her full name, Abigail, and drew tiny snails for the dots on the 'i's The teacher said that was very creative. At the weekend they cleaned out the tank. "There's a lot of algae on the sides," Mum said. "I'm not sure Mr. Sticky's quite up to the job yet." They scooped the fish out and put them in a bowl while they emptied some of the water. Mr. Sticky stayed out of the way, clinging to the glass while Mum used the special 'vacuum cleaner' to clean the gravel. Abby trimmed the new pieces of pond weed down to size and scrubbed the archway and the filter tube. Mum poured new water into the tank. "Where's Mr. Sticky?" Abby asked. "On the side," Mum said. She was busy concentrating on the water. "Don't worry I was careful." Abby looked on all sides of the tank. There was no sign of the water snail.

When Abby had finished. I'm already on the edge. looking puzzled. "What?" Abby moved her magnifying glass to where her mum was pointing." "Or notice. Sticky. sat Mr. He'll turn up." Abby felt her face go hot and red. Prepared by: Rose A.v." Mum said. "Ah ha!" Mum suddenly cried. even smaller than him. She had her glasses on and her hair was all over the place where she'd been running her hands through it. stretching out her legs and feet and pointing her toes. tucked in the curve of the archway. "These are my new pair. And I've got a magnifying glass. And right next to him was another water snail. On their knees they shuffled around the tank. "Now off to bed Abby. "I can't." she said. giving Abby a push with her bottom. She went downstairs. They sat beside each other on the floor. peering into the corners among the big pebbles." Abby said and ran from the room. I was very careful. Her mum was in the study surrounded by papers. It was cozy but a bit of a squeeze. perfectly hidden against the dark stone. "Come on let's get this finished. But he is extremely small." Abby suddenly remembered and rushed off to find it." was all she said. for snail hunting. The door to the bedroom opened and Mum's face appeared around the crack. "Extra powerful.Bayna BEED 4-23 . "Mrs Sticky!" Abby breathed." She smiled at Abby."He's probably in the gravel then." she said. Abby tried to ignore her but it was hard when she walked over to the bed and sat next to her. It always happened when she was angry or upset. You were in such a rush you hoovered him up." "My goodness you've grown then. and she looked enormous. Stretching was good for your muscles and made you look tall a model had said on the t. That evening Abby went up to her bedroom to check the tank. Sticky. She waved them at Abby. There. The water had settled and looked lovely and clear but there was no sign of Mr. She was holding her glasses in her hand. When did that happen? You could have put an elephant in here last time we did this. at the gravel and the pondweed. I've got masses of work to catch up on. Sticky. cuddling down under the duvet." "What's wrong with being small?" "Nothing at all. "But where did she come from?" "I'm beginning to suspect the pond weed don't you think?" They both laughed and climbed into Abby's bed together. She looked impatient when she saw Abby in the doorway and even more impatient when she heard the bad news." her mum said. Abby tried not to smile back. But it makes things hard to find. "You've hoovered him up haven't you. She lay on her bed and did some exercises. "Budge up. she kneeled down to have another look in the tank but there was still no sign of Mr." Abby put her head on her mum's chest and smiled." She plopped the fish back in the clean water where they swam round and round. I've got work to do." "I have not.

" she said again. flew up into the air and then down again. Mrs. the mail blew out of the mailman's hands." Tommy thought and then ran out into the yard among the swirl of colors. "Tommy." an older leaf said suddenly coming beside them. "Tommy?" Tommy was a leaf. Outside. Pennington's hands and blew it even further into the house. The mailman barely made it to the front door. "The journey may be short. The maple leaf blew in front of him. "may I go outside?" "Be careful.Short Story High and Lifted Up by Mike Krath It was a windy day. "Oh my." she said. Please put it on. touched him and moved ahead." Tommy crawled down from the window-seat and ran to the door. He opened it with a bang. but. "hello". The wind blew fiercely and snatched the newly recovered mail from Mrs. He was blowing down the street with the rest of his playmates. yellow. hit cars and poles." ." she said." "I beg to differ. Life is short. brushed against him. "Does it matter?" the leaf replied. Pennington came to the front porch. Pennington ran to pick up the mail. gold. and moved further ahead. Tommy ran outside and the door slammed shut. open and then shut. "Where do you think we are going?" Tommy asked the leaf. Tommy was watching the shutters open and then shut. and red leaves were leaping from swaying trees. Pennington said. Mrs. I have your jacket. jumping off the roof. but the end is the beginning. It was bright red with well-defined veins. and then chasing one another down the street in tiny whirlwinds of merriment." However. A maple leaf came close-by. When the door opened." Tommy thought. landing on the roof. They swirled around and around. Mrs. Tommy watched in fascination. "Mom. "It's so windy today. before she had a real chance to say "thank you". The sun-light shone through it giving it a brilliance never before seen by a little boy's eyes. Tommy met him shortly. "This is fun." he said. into the house and the front door slammed in his face. there was no Tommy in the front yard. "Have fun. I would fly clear across the world. "If I was a leaf. "Oh my.

"Not so fast. "Most of my friends are there.Tommy pondered this the best a leaf could ponder. "it will be safe until we get home. He wondered where the old leaf had gone. "There. Arintoc BEED 4-23 . Prepared by: Cefrylyn T. He rolled down the back window and looked up into the sky. Mrs. Come up here. "I see something." he called out. Perhaps one day he would see what the old leaf had seen . She put it in her pocket." The old leaf cried out. He wanted to continue to play. "the sights up here. They are spectacular. Pennington walked over and took the leaf. "I see smoke. "you will end up in the city dump." Tommy and the maple leaf ignored him." "I don't want that. "You are not allowed to play in there. I see the dump. Don't you see the smoke?" Tommy watched the maple leaf blow against the wall and struggle to get over. "Hey." the maple leaf said. Tommy thought of his choices. Suddenly. "I will go with you to the dump. They would have fun in the dump." she said. It was Tommy's mom." Tommy said. The old leaf didn't follow. "Okay." she said getting out of the car." Tommy said. I see fire." Tommy smiled. He was happy to be with his friend." the old leaf said.perhaps. a car pulled up. He ran over to get it but was unable to reach it. "If you are blown in that direction. Come and see. He was blown further down the block and suddenly lifted up high into the air." "Follow me to the city dump. Mrs." The winds shifted and Tommy and the leaf were blown in the direction of the city dump." "I see nothing. Tommy saw the fence that surrounded the city dump." The wind blew Tommy and the maple leaf along. "Where do we end up?" "If the wind blows you in that direction. you will fly high into the air and see things that no leaf has seen before. Pennington wasn't about to let her little boy run into the city dump. ran to the car and got in." the maple leaf said.

nothing is more evil than the devil.What other letter fits in the following series: B C D E I K O X? Answer: The letter H. Answer: A riddle Prepared by : Rose A.You can keep it only after giving it away to someone else. 9. but never in a thousand years? Answer: The letter M. twice in a moment.It is greater than God and more evil than the devil. then it is something. Nothing is greater than God. Who is he? Answer: A priest. 7. 10 When one does not know what it is. the poor have nothing. 5.What two words have thousands of letters in them? Answer: Post Office. the rich need nothing and if you eat nothing you'll die.He has married many women. 6. but has never been married. 2. Bayna BEED 4 -23 . The poor have it. What is it? Answer: Your word.What English word has three consecutive double letters? Answer: Bookkeeper.What is the best month for a parade? Answer: March. What are they? Answer: The stars. By day they are lost without being stolen.Riddles 1. All of the letters in the series flipped vertically remain the same. 4What comes once in a minute. then it is nothing. What is it? Answer: Nothing. but when one knows what it is.At night they come without being fetched. 8. 3. the rich need it and if you eat it you'll die.

I will make known to you my teachings. when disaster sweeps over you like a whirlwind. they will look for me but will not find me. in turn will laugh when disaster strikes you.” 4. But whoever listens to me will live in safety and be at ease. They will eat the fruit of their ways and be filled with the fruit of their schemes. When 7. Bayna BEED 4-23 . 10. Repent at my rebuke! Then I will pour out my thoughts to you. 8. “Then they will call to me but I will not answer. 9.Proverbs 1. I will mock when calamity overtakes you— calamity overtakes you like a storm. 2. she raises her voice in the public square. when distress and trouble overwhelm you. Since 5. Out in the open wisdom calls aloud. you disregard all my advice and do not accept my rebuke. Prepared by: Rose A. at the city gate she makes her speech: 3. without fear of harm. I 6. On top of the wall she cries out. Since they would not accept my advice and spurned my rebuke.

She could sing nothing but fiddle dee dee. Pipe. Hot cross buns! Prepared by : Rose A. We'll have a wedding at our good house.Nursery Rhymes A Cat Came Fiddling Out of a Barn A cat came fiddling out of a barn. The mouse has married the bumblebee. Hot cross buns! If you have no daughters. two a penny. Give them to your sons! Variation: Hot cross buns! Hot cross buns! One a penny. Give them to your sons! One a penny. Hot cross buns! Hot cross buns! Hot cross buns! If you have no daughters. two a penny.Bayna BEED 4-23 . two a penny. mouse. With a pair of bagpipes under her arm. cat. Hot Cross Buns Hot cross buns! Hot cross buns! One a penny. dance.

tie a knot.By Shirish Karker ( India) 8. but the stump thunk the skunk stunk.Tongue Twisters 1. 3.Jolly juggling jesters jauntily juggled jingling jacks.. tight knot. Tie a knot in the shape of a nought.A skunk sat on a stump and thunk the stump stunk.Freshly-fried fat flying fish 4.Rubber baby-buggy bumpers. Bayna BEED 4-23 . 7.Tie a knot. 6. it's the coffin they carry you off in! 2....If Freaky Fred Found Fifty Feet of Fruit and Fed Forty Feet to his Friend Frank how many Feet of Fruit did Freaky Fred Find? Prepared by : Rose A.Kindly kittens knitting mittens keep kazooing in the king's kitchen. 10. Tie a tight.did Billy Button buy a buttered biscuit? If Billy Button bought a buttered biscuit. 5. 9.The sixth sick sheik's sixth sheep's sick.Billy Button bought a buttered biscuit.It's not the cough that carries you off.Where's the buttered biscuit Billy Button bought ?? .

I'm growing a bus and an airplane. Brayden bangs on buckets with a plastic bowling pin. the other flat. I'll water them all every morning.Bayna BEED 4-23 . --Kenn Nesbitt I'm Growing a Truck in the Garden I'm growing a truck in the garden. and a car. but I didn't have any plant seeds so that's why I planted my toys. We play this way on purpose with a sound no one can stand. and care for them each afternoon. a rocket. I planted them yesterday morning. though it may sound bizarre. "Let's plant a garden. It's true. It's fun to be the country's most annoying student band. Payton plays piano with her elbows and her chin. Nathan's nose has two kazoos. --Kenn Nesbitt Prepared by: Rose A. one sharp." for gardens are one of her joys. My mother said. a boat.Poem Benjamin Plays Bass Guitar Benjamin plays bass guitar completely out of tune. Bailey sits on bagpipes sounding like a screaming cat. Sarah sings while sucking from a helium balloon. I'm sure they'll be sprouting up soon.

'I will find something to eat in the village. He did not dare to stop. They scratched and bit the jackal with their sharp claws and big teeth. growling and snarling and barking even more loudly. on a dark.they ran after him. He began sniffing and scratching and rummaging about in the rubbish. 'Perhaps'. all ready to be used in the morning. looking for scraps to eat.Fable Once. through the dark deserted streets of the village. The jackal was very hungry. The winter had been long and hard. a jackal wandered into a village looking for food. and there was no food left in the forest. But the dogs did not give up .' The jackal soon found a rubbish heap in the village. and attacked the jackals from all sides. the poor jackal ran from the dogs as fast as he could. and he knew he could not run for much longer. They began barking and growling. these dogs did not like jackals. Without waiting to think he jumped over the wall. The jackal was now dyed a rich indigo colour! Prepared by: Rose A. Now. said the jackal to himself. Terrified. Suddenly he saw the wall of a courtyard before him. The jackal did not know what to do. cold winter's night. Soon he was making such a noise that the village dogs heard him. and straight into a large pot of indigo dye! The dye had been left there by a dyer. Bayna BEED 4-23 .

he pretended he was on the other side. It was very difficult for Bat to pretend that he belonged to both sides. "Hold on" said Crow. "Man. "You will always be alone. And there are more of us. walked there. "Yeah! We kicked their butts" shouted Bat." He flapped his wings vigorously. "Yeah! We kicked their butts" cried Bat in his high pitched voice The animals stopped. You will never have a friend among the creatures that fly or from those that walk!" And that's why Bat always flies at night and doesn't have any friends. Tearing talons and flapping wings tore into furry bodies. "That was a good victory today". So I must be a bird. "When have you ever seen an animal with wings like mine? Of course I'm one of you. From now on. that's right" growled Bear. slapping the ground hard with his big. You're with the other side. When it was all over and the birds started to fly back to their camp. It just happened. "What are you doing with us?" shouted Beaver. Bat silently joined them." grumbled Bear. so we should win!" The first battle was long and hard. When the battle was over the animals walked back towards their camp. He has teeth. but he is not a bird." "Yeah." All the creatures nodded in agreement. spitting out a few feathers. pointing into his mouth. The creatures with wings flew to the battle site and made their camp. The next day there was to be another battle and Bat walked to the site with the animals. but gradually slashing claws and tearing teeth began to win over beaks and wings. I've got wings. Bat. did we kick those birds' butts or what?" said Buffalo. Eventually the birds and animals got tired of fighting each other. And that's how it was in each battle. The End Prepared by: Rose A. "Friends should always help each other and not pretend to be one thing when they are another" they said. No-one knows why. When Bat saw that the side he was on was going to lose. Again Bat hid behind a bush. The Chiefs knew what he had done. "And I'm going to eat you!" "Guys! Guys! Get Real!" said Bat. "Let's rip their beaks off!" he yelled. This time the birds flew as an army with the sun behind them. but he is not an animal. Bat will only fly at night when other birds are asleep and the animals are hunting. Those who had legs. "Hey. said Eagle. "You were with the other side. The birds were winning.Bayna BEED 4-23 ." "Guys! Guys! Get Real" said Bat. "When have you ever seen a bird with teeth? Of course I'm one of you!" "I suppose so. said Eagle.Legend Why Bat has no friends Many years ago there was a great war between the birds and the animals. flat tail. its bright light blinding the animals. Bat joined the birds. They all came together while their Chiefs held a council of truce to decide how things would be settled. "Bat has wings. "You've got wings. "I suppose so". Bat could see that the birds were losing so he hid behind a bush.

and he is disrespectful to the elders in the city.Epic The Epic of Gilgamesh The Epic of Gilgamesh is a story about a Sumerian king (Gilgamesh) who seems to have lived around 2500 BC. and when he sees her he kisses her and the kiss works like magic to tame him: he follows her back to the city and becomes civilized. Archaeologists found the tablet in the ruins of the palace of one of the Assyrian kings. This wild man's name is Enkidu.Bayna BEED 4-23 . Storytellers probably began telling this story not long after he died. in the time of the Babylonian Empire. but the oldest written copy of it that we still have dates to the Assyrian period (around 900 BC). and someone probably wrote down the story about 1700 BC. Gilgamesh sends a beautiful woman to Enkidu. so he sets a trap for Enkidu to get him to come to the city and be his friend. in Mesopotamia. But he is very strong. The Epic begins with Gilgamesh ruling the city of Uruk. and he drinks only water from the river. Everyone is mad at him because he has a lot of girlfriends all at once. Gilgamesh thinks this is interesting. Then a messenger tells Gilgamesh about a wild man who is living out in the hills near the city. Prepared by: Rose A. he spends all his time partying instead of working. He goes naked or wears furs. but he is not doing a good job.

I'd visit all the tropical fish.D. alas! I'm sure I'd feel I'd make for some big fish a meal. And yet. I'd share with them my ev'ry wish. I'd see the wide world without fail. Bayna BEED 4-23 . I'd wiggle my fins and flap my tail. I would. Riley A tiny fish I'd like to be. I would. The great big oceans I would see. I would. Prepared By : Rose A. I'd ride the whale. play with the eel. I'd go as fast as any sail. I would. I would. I would.Nursery Song A Tiny Fish Written By: Alice C.

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