Sunday, March 25, 2007

The news from Rob.


Spring has arrived in The Land of Rob and all is well........ yes all is well................ as I said..... isn't something meant to go horribly wrong about now? Makes you think doesn't it about how homour today is played out. I mean just what am I talking about?

Todays big question: Just what am I talking about? Over to you Nick.

Yes Tom I'm here in Rob Ville and the people here don't seem to understand just what it is you're talking about. If you just ask the locals here on their views you truly hear their concern. For example this man I just questioned stated that I should get a proper job and stop waisting other people's time. These words alone are enough to show the overall emotion of this area on said topic. Back to you Tom.

Thank you Nick. And we'll have more on that story as it comes in. Right now however we seem to be having a newsflash. It seems it's sunny somewhere but not here. This is serious news people!! We are not making this stuff up you know. Over to you Simon.

Tom I'm here outside The Land of Rob's government building and it's been confirmed that it has been sunny somewhere else but not here and already the people on the streets are in uproar. People have been taking to the streets in groups of next to nothing. We asked this kid what his views were.

"I think it's not fair. I want to go to the beach but it aint hot enough." There you have it Tom. If the government won't act soon these ten kids will have nothing to do and forced to read books all day. This is a national crisis. Back to you Tom

Thank you Simon. Ok that concludes today's new. Join us next time as we discuss the vital issue of whether I should be wearing grey or black socks. till then good night.

Thursday, March 01, 2007

When will I get to land? - unedited letter by letter retype of a story written by Rob when he was very young

In a ship called the drunk mans barrel a man was thrown overbord because he had not been working hard. The mans name John Barrel. As he went along in the sea he sow a ship called the pink man. After he had shouted help help and the ship had gone without him he wondered when will I get to land? But I must not tell you what else he had wondered when a big storm came and poor John got thrown out of the barrel and had to swim back to it. When the storm had gone he was so starving because it was lunch time. Suddenly he sow land then no, yes, no, yes, land he sow land. But it was only a small island with two palm trees with one coconut on each tree. The barrel went on the beach so John went out of the barrel and pulled it on to the land. Suddenly he heard a voice. "Go away pirate or I will shoot you dead" said something from the tree. "What" said John wondering who had said that. "I'll give you ten seconds to go or you'll be dead". Then out of the trees came a parrot "I thought you were a pirate". "It is alright" said John "you can come down and what is your name". The parrot came down and landed on a branch just above John's head "my name is Polly Parrot" said Polly. "Oh my name is John Barrel" said John. After John and Polly had something to eat they both went out to sea soon Polly asked questions and by and by John asked questions. The next day the sun was so bright that Polly's feathers was shinning in the sun so Polly said "look at my feathers arnt they lovely". "Yes" said John "they are lovely". John had a picture of the drunk mans barrel. "So that's why you are in a barrel" said Polly "yes" said John "they are lots of people are called barrel but the captain is not called barrel he's called Bang". "Why" said Polly "Why what" said John "Why is he called Bang and the rest are called barrel" said Polly. John said why. Suddenly a ship went past them so John and Polly shouted "help help" and the ship called the hat picked them up and put them on the deck. The sails were shaped as hats and the bridge's roof was shaped as a hat, it was so lovely. Next week they sailed home then two hours later they so land. At the dock they all went home together and talk about were adventure. That night when John and Polly were they dreamed about their adventure.