Teatime with wolfie.

Posted on January 19, 2008 by Mr Ball.
Categories: RedRidingHood.

……………………………. ”I did! I did!  You don’t believe me, I can hear it in your voice.” said Granny to her disbelieving grandaughter.

“But we only just escaped with our lives” said a somewhat annoyed Red Riding Hood. She still had a  little dried slime on her nose from being inside the wolf and the terrible rumbling of his stomach  was still fresh in her ears.

“Don’t worry dear.” cooed her Grandma, three woodsmen came as well. “The Wolf just had to apologise for his appalling behaviour.”……………..  

To the Church by underground

Posted on October 20, 2007 by Mr Ball.
Categories: JourneyToChurch.

There was a strange rumbling sound from beneath the floor. Then silence. All of sudden there was a tweek and then a tear in the floor. Small at first, but gradually larger and finally a small twitching red nose appeared through the floor. A shower of rocks, mud and other debris followed and after that a mole appeared.
The floor then seemed to sink into a crater! Soon it was obvious there was a large underground tunnel opening under the classroom floor. ‘Hey! A way out!’ they all cried. But all of a sudden the mouth of the tunnel enlarged by a factor of one hundred and fifty-seven and a giant mole head emerged.”Your transport has arrived to take you to the Church.” said a deep gravelly voice. His whole black, furry body had by now appeared, soon to be followed by fifteen other huge moles complete with 10 tiny saddles carefully strapped to their backs. Just enough for the whole school. Clearly we were going by underground today.
Mr Ball