By young readers
THE BIG RED BIRTHDAY BALL Tomorrow is my birthday I just hope I get a horse I have to get one, I just have to get one. Next morning I looked for my presents. I looked everywhere — except outside. I asked Mum — “Go out and look on the lawn,” she said There stood a beautiful foal kicking a big red ball. A horse and a big red ball! I went up to him and stroked him down his neck He felt lovely and furry. I was so happy. Now I had my foal — and my big red birthday ball. Tracy Timothy, aged 9
THE HIGHWAYMAN On the highwayman spurred his horse, Through the dark streets they flashed, Until they came to a lighted inn. Where a shot rang through the darkness. The ostler there had told the guards, He told them every word, But now it was too late. As a second shot was heard John Larsen, aged 12 CAT Black as a starless night As death As velvet Smooth as silk. Sharp as a diamond Swift and silent as a shadow. R. Best, aged 12
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Press, 5 December 1978, Page 14
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