The Poor Witch
By Amelie Rowlands, Age 6
Once upon a time there was a witch and she had a very fluffy cat named Ava. The witch was very poor and only had two pennies, she couldn’t buy food or drink at all. One day she got a little bit richer when a kind little boy called Joey gave her his pocket money, he gave her 20 pence.
After the chat they had a little game and the game was called musical statues and then at one o’clock Amelie’s sister arrived, her name was Izzy. At two o’clock the witches other friends arrived and their names were Marge, Isla and Scarlett and they played Grandmother’s footsteps. They all had so much fun together; when the party ended Ava showed them her medal and they all got a party bag, said thank you and bye bye.
Then the witch who was called Matilda (like the girl in the story by the same name) was getting very tired. It was getting late and the witch told Ava it was bedtime because you are going training again tomorrow and you might get another party afterwards. That would be very exciting said Matilda and the cat agreed and went to sleep.
The next day the witch took Ava to the cat training competition and Ava won again of course and they all said congratulations. Ava said oh thankyou and the lovely fluffy cat cried and said “you are so kind”.
The people at the competition said thank you and Ava and Matilda said “you are most welcome darlings, aww that’s so sweet but this time we’re not having a party we are having a competition”. The first people who arrived for the competition were Beth, Rosie, Sarah, John, Mark, Oscar, and Amelie, they all arrived at 1 o’clock.
Then the witches sister arrived at 8 o’clock and her name was Victoria and her other friends arrived at 9 o’clock and their names were Marge, Isla and Scarlett. Let’s go to the beach they all agreed and of course, that’s just what they did.
They found some shells and the shells were shaped as a fish and the other one was shaped as a foot, the last shell they found was shaped like a triangle and then they all went home and went to bed.
As Matilda lied in bed she thought back about the days gone by and for the first time in her life she realised that she didn’t need money to be happy, she just needed to be happy in the moment and that was all the more easier with her friends around her.
The End.
By Amelie Rowlands
(Post production editing by Dad)
