Hi there! Thanks so much for inviting on your blog. What a great idea to have a blog for young writers. When I was growing up we didn't have blogs – we didn't even have computers! Can you imagine that? Yep, that was the olden days, where I rode around in a horse and cart (no, not really – we had cars by then) and everything I wrote was by hand. Sometimes I still prefer to write my stories by hand. I always carry a notebook with me because you never know when a good idea is going to come to you. My notebooks are full of ideas: things I remember from my childhood, drawings, snippets of conversations I may have heard, even cuttings from newspapers and magazines that interest me. Sometimes I might even begin a story in my notebook, then when I feel it begin to take shape, I'll begin to type it out on my computer. A notebook is a great place to practice your writing. Because, like everything, if you want to be good at something, what do you have to do? Yep, that's right – practice! Imagine if you were a runner and you turned up on race day to run your 100 metre sprint without having done any practice. You wouldn't do your best run, would you? Well, writing is just the same. The more you practice in your notebook, the more likely it is that when you do finally sit down at the computer, the ideas will flow. The more you write, the better you get at writing. Good luck! And have fun.

Best wishes,

Sally Rippin

www.sallyrippin.com

Friday, 29 June 2012

The Three Billy Goats Gruff



Wash! the wind was soo strong and the wind blew the three billy goats away. The three billy goats were very hungry. And the three billy goats saw a long bridge ran across but there was no grass. Then they saw another bridge and the little billy goat saw a troll and the troll was mean, ugly, fat and he had a long nose and he is hairy.

The little billy goat gruff said “troll can I go over the bridge?” “No because I want to eat you” said the troll. “Please don’t eat me wait for my bigger brother he is much bigger than me and he will give you a bigger meal.” “Ok” said the troll. “I’ll let you go over”. After one hour medium billy goat came and said “can I go over the bridge?” “No because I want to eat you”. “Please don’t eat me wait for my bigger brother.” “oh well, go over the bridge.”

After two hours great billy goat came and charged at the troll and the troll ran for his life and the troll never came back and the three billy goats was very happy.

By Jason Jia
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