a short story by Poppy Horne, Newborough CE Primary School
One day I dreamt about a cardboard rocket. It was lovely but then my mum woke me up. Then she told her mum about the rocket that she dreamt about. Her mum had not heard about the lovely rocket. Then she went out to see her friend Tom and then she told Tom about the lovely rockets then they played. But it was late and dark for them to play out. When she got home she made a rocket dinner she went bed after dinner because she wanted to dream about the lovely rocket so she got into bed and dreamt until the morning. She then made a rocket breakfast. It was lovely and then she told her dad about the dream. He thought it was lovely. He asked to go on so she went on about the lovely rocket. He said let's make the rocket, a shiny one.