Carousel Kids

The Carousel Kids give it a whirl…

Hello readers!

carousel kidsA very big welcome to Carousel Kids’ very first blog!
We are Anna and Aoife (aged 9) and we are the editors of Carousel Kids!
This month as it’s Christmas, we’ve decided to give you a little Christmas treat.

Here are some stories and poems from all The Carousel Write Clubs with a reminder of this special time of year in each one!
Happy Christmas to all our readers!

Enjoy! 🙂

Santa’s Good Idea

Robbie the Robin was in the tree in the North Pole, outside Santa’s workshop. He was looking down at Snowy the Snowman who had been under the tree sheltering from the snow storm. The storm was over and the snow was falling from the cracks in Snowy’s body because the sun had come out. Robbie flew into the workshop and whispered in Santa’s ear. ‘Tweet. Tweet. The snow is melting from Snowy, Santa.’

Mrs. Claus came out and put more snow on Snowy’s cracks. But the sun made him melt a little more.
Rudolph had an idea. He flew up into the sky and he put the sun behind a cloud so Snowy wouldn’t melt anymore.
The next day the sun peeped out from behind the clouds again. More snow melted off Snowy.
Juicy the Elf fixed him back up again and said, ‘help me push him right under the tree and he won’t melt in the sun anymore.’
But Santa had the best idea. He jumped in his sleigh and flew up and parked it on top of the tree to keep Snowy safe from melting. Until Christmas Eve at least!
By The Story Club

Naughty Hailstones

Hailstones falling from the sky.
Cold and wet a hailstorm flies.
Soaking shoes, coats, scarves and hats.
Naughty hailstones. Frozen rain.
By The Story Club

A Christmas Crash

Santa and Rudolph were out delivering presents on the night of Christmas Eve. Ireland was the last country left. As they flew over The Dáil in Dublin, the power went out on Rudolph’s nose and they were left in darkness. Santa couldn’t see where he was going. Down, down, down, down he went and crashed into The Dáil.Frosty the Snowman who had been built that afternoon by Enda Kenny the Taoiseach was walking past. He piled snowballs one on top of the other all the way up to the roof so Santa could climb down. When Santa was climbing he wasn’t looking where he was going and he lost his footing and fell into the snow. His beard got caught on the handle of the door to the Dáil.Kaitlin and Bob, Santa’s helpers, were still stuck on the roof.‘Let’s use the slide that Christian Byrne aske Santa for to slide down from the roof,’ said Kaitlin.‘What a great idea!’ said Bob.Kaitlin went first, followed by Bob.‘Wheeeeeeeeee! Yipeeeeeeeeeeee!’ they shouted. They tumbled down on top of Santa and his beard came off and stayed stuck in the door.‘Ouch!’ said Santa. ‘Now nobody will recognise me!’ The elves tried to stick it back on with Forever Glue. That didn’t work so they tried Super Duper Glue and Santa’s beard was fixed.Bob sprinkled some magic dust over the sleigh and the elves managed to  fly it down from the roof.Kaitlin sprinkled magic powder onto Rudolph’s nose and it lit up. They hitched Rudolph onto the sleigh and were about to fly away when Enda Kenny shouted, ‘Stop! What about my roof?!’Santa found some wood on the back of his sleigh and he used the Super Duper Glue to mend the roof.‘Thank you, Santa! Bye now,’ said Enda. ‘I hope you deliver all the presents on time.’‘A merry Christmas!’ said Santa. ‘And to all a good night!’
By The Authors’ Club

Ready for Christmas

Christmas trees, tinsel and decorations.
Visiting Santa and writing letters.
Days are cold and dark, buying presents.
Santas robins looking around.

Jesus’ birthday. Playing with toys.
Unwrap presents. Go to mass.
A family feast altogether.
Santa’s resting, Fun for everyone.
By The Authors’ Club

Missing Magic

Once in Winter Wonderland, Dasher the Reindeer and his friends went on a trip to an ice rink. Junior Claus; Santa’s son; was there. He was learning to skate. A snow girl called Winter was trying to teach Junior to skate. Junior Claus didn’t want to listen so he jumped onto Dasher and they ran. An elf in training called Snow, tried to catch Dasher and Junior. Snow slipped on the ice and Winter helped him up.
‘Are you okay?’ she asked.
‘No,’ said Snow. ‘I think I’ve lost my magic dust.’
Junior stopped.  ‘Oh, my daddy’s helpers have invented a magic dust finding machine. I’ll just go and get it from the workshop,’ he said, pushing his hands deep into his pockets as if he was trying to hide something.  Winter thought that he looked a little bit too suspicious. She decided to follow Junior to Santa’s workshop. But Junior stopped outside and dug a hole in the snow. He was just about to bury the magic dust when Winter shouted.
‘Look everyone! Junior Claus has Snow’s magic dust!’
Snow ran over to Junior. ‘You better go and confess this to Santa Claus,’ he said.
‘I’m sorry,’ said Junior. ‘I just wanted some magic dust to practise flying like my daddy.’
‘Give me back the dust then,’ said Snow ‘and we’ll forget the whole thing.’
Junior walked across the snow and fell over Dasher. The magic dust flew into the air and landed on top of  Winter who turned into a real girl.
‘Oh!’ she said. ‘This was my lifelong dream! Thank you, Junior!’
By The Scribers’ Club

Under the Christmas Tree

One Christmas Eve Jamie woke up and came downstairs to the sitting room. He hoped he hadn’t been too greedy in his letter to Santa Claus. When he saw that Santa hadn’t come yet he started to cry. Then Jamie heard a bang in the chimney and stopped crying and listened. Rudolph fell down the chimney and landed in the cookies and milk.
‘Why is your nose so red?’ asked Jamie. ‘Do you have a cold?’
‘No.’ laughed Rudolph. ‘It’s because I’m magic and I light up the night like the stars and the moon.’
‘Did you not light up the sky for Santa tonight?’ asked Jamie. ‘Santa didn’t come to me.’
‘Well I heard Santa saying that you were a naughty boy!’ said Rudolph.
‘No I’m not!’ said Jamie. ‘I’m a very good boy.’
‘Santa’s always right!’ said Rudolph.
Jamie squirmed.
A Christmas mouse climbed down from the Christmas tree and crept up to Rudolph and whispered in his ear. ‘I don’t think Jamie meant to be naughty,’ he said.
Then an angel fluttered down from the top of the Christmas tree and said, ‘Jamie shouldn’t have been naughty but I’ve been watching him lately and he has improved.’
Hearing this, Santa came tumbling down the chimney and land under the Christmas tree. ‘It’s okay, Jamie,’ said Santa. ‘Here are your presents. Now let’s sing a song around the crib.’
And they all joined in with Away in a manger.
By St. Louise de Marillac Write Club

The Miracle of Christmas

Snow, snowflakes; icicles everywhere.
Mistletoe, Christmas tree, happy people, you and me.
Presents, stockings, hanging by the fire
That we sit beside for stories at Christmas time.

Presents sitting by the tree, excited children full of glee.
Turkey, stuffing, vegetables for the Christmas dinner eats.
Altogether with family. Everyone is happy.
Christmas tree sparkles, baubles glow. Star on top, tinsel down low.

Jesus birthday, fills us with fun.
God’s family is watching out for everyone.
Singing Carols around the crib.
Jesus is born. It’s Christmas day.
By St. Louise de Marillac Write Club

Mine for Christmas!

Big WheelThe Christmas Carnival was all lit up at midnight. As usual Bella and Alicia were fighting over who would be going out with their darling Edward for Christmas.
‘He’s mine!’ shouted Alicia, straightening her fairy wings and fixing her princess crown back on her head.
‘It was me who spoke to him first!’ growled Bella, her vampire teeth sparkling in the flashing lights.
High up on the big wheel, Edward was swinging back and forward, knowing nothing of the commotion on the ground. He didn’t even see as Alicia pushed Bella out of the way and started to climb up the side of the wheel to get to him. Bella wasn’t going to stand back and let Alicia get Edward, so she swung her cape behind her and began to climb too.
As she got nearer to Alicia the wheel began to turn slowly. But Bella wasn’t afraid. On she went. By the time she got to Alicia, the wheel was going faster and nobody noticed that it was Bella who pushed Alicia off the big wheel.
‘Aaaaagggghhhh!’ roared Alicia.
Bella heard Alicia scream as she fell and she laughed at her. ‘Mwaaaaahaaaahaaaaa!’
Luckily for Alicia she landed splash into the River Ride and the only thing that was broken was her right wing. No wonder she hadn’t been able to fly.
‘I’ll get you, Bella!’ she roared as she shook her fist up at her enemy who was spinning around faster now and only barely hanging on. Alicia smiled. She took her sopping wet wand out of her belt and zapped it in the air towards Bella. Next thing the laughing vampire was screeching her way down towards the River Ride and Alicia only barely jumped out of the way before Bella splashed into the water beside her.
The wheel slowed and stopped and the girls watched as Edward jumped from the big wheel and went off smiling to get on the roller coaster.
Pushing and shoving, they hid behind each other, not wanting the gorgeous Edward to see them at their dripping worst!
Two big pink hands grabbed them from behind. Bob, from Pink Panther security, was only delighted to have an excuse to throw the two trouble makers out of the carnival.
‘Happy Christmas! he shouted. ‘And don’t come back!’
By Mater Christi First Years

The Twelve Days of Christmas

On the first day of Christmas Ms. English gave to me…
A present of Irish lessons!
On the second day of Christmas Ms. English gave to me…
Two Christmas trees and a present of Irish lessons!
On the third day of Christmas Ms. English gave to me…
Three Christmas songs, two Christmas trees and a present of Irish lessons!
On the fourth day of Christmas Ms. English gave to me…
Four holly bushes, three Christmas songs, two Christmas trees and a present of Irish lessons!
On the fifth day of Christmas Ms. English gave to me…
FIVE MISTLETOE!
Four holly bushes, three Christmas songs, two Christmas trees and a present of Irish lessons!
On the sixth day of Christmas Ms. English gave to me…
Six Christmas cards,
FIVE MISTLETOE!
Four holly bushes, three Christmas songs, two Christmas trees and a present of Irish lessons!
On the seventh day of Christmas Ms. English gave to me…
Seven chocolate boxes, six Christmas cards,
FIVE MISTLETOE!
Four holly bushes, three Christmas songs, two Christmas trees and a present of Irish lessons!
On the eighth day of Christmas Ms. English gave to me…
Eight jingle bells, seven chocolate boxes, six Christmas cards,
FIVE MISTLETOE!
Four holly bushes, three Christmas songs, two Christmas trees and a present of Irish lessons!
On the ninth day of Christmas Ms. English gave to me…
Nine Santa Clauses, eight jingle bells, seven chocolate boxes, six Christmas cards,
FIVE MISTLETOE!
Four holly bushes, three Christmas songs, two Christmas trees and a present of Irish lessons!
On the tenth day of Christmas Ms. English gave to me…
Ten sleighs a sliding, nine Santa Clauses, eight jingle bells, seven chocolate boxes, six Christmas cards,
FIVE MISTLETOE!
Four holly bushes, three Christmas songs, two Christmas trees and a present of Irish lessons!
On the eleventh day of Christmas Ms. English gave to me…
Eleven Mrs. Clauses, ten sleighs a sliding, nine Santa Clauses, eight jingle bells, seven chocolate boxes, six Christmas cards,
FIVE MISTLETOE!
Four holly bushes, three Christmas songs, two Christmas trees and a present of Irish lessons!
On the twelfth day of Christmas Ms. English gave to me…
Twelve Christmas parties, eleven Mrs. Clauses, ten sleighs a sliding, nine Santa Clauses, eight jingle bells, seven chocolate boxes, six Christmas cards,
FIVE MISTLETOE!
Four holly bushes, three Christmas songs, two Christmas trees and a present of Irish lessons!
THANKS MS. ENGLISH!
Words By Mater Christi First Years

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