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What if the world was full of happy couples who last forever and are considered normal, not just “lucky”? Imagine that. A world where divorces are as rare as diamonds. This could become a reality if we raise the minimum age of marriage to twenty three. 39.3% of married people under twenty were divorced andContinue reading “Year 8 Discursive Writing based on Romeo and Juliette”

Currently, the legal age at which you can marry in the UK is 16, as long as you have your parent’s permission. Write an article in which you express your views on this. What if we lived in a society where domestic violence was unheard of? What if we were all completely free and notContinue reading “Read this excellent essay from one of our Year 8 girls.”

Currently, the legal age at which you can marry in the UK is 16, as long as you have parental consent. Write an article in which you express your views on this: A world with no love is a world with just hate. How could you live in a world like that? No marriage, no friends…Continue reading “Year 8 discursive writing about young love/teen marriage”

Should we allow 16 year old children to get married at such a young age? I believe we should not allow them to marry at a young age! Why? People change and don’t stay the same from when you first fell in love as many people fall in and out of love in life! AlsoContinue reading “Year 8s are at home in isolation because of the coronavirus. They have been writing discursive essays on the legal age to marry, inspired by their study of Romeo and Juliet”

Dear Father,   I am writing to explain to you about my opinion on my marriage.   You see, I don’t want to marry Demetrius! You say that Lysander and Demetrius are both worthy of being my husband. So therefore, I should have the option of choosing my significant other. Remember that this man willContinue reading “Year 7 Letters inspird by A Midsummer Night’s Dream”

                           A travel with Santa! It was Christmas Eve and everyone was sleeping soundly. The clocked ticked towards midnight but I couldn’t go to sleep. I was lying comfortably on my bed snow gliding down, I jumped out my bed and to the window I saw a huge pile of snow around my garden. IContinue reading “Year 7 Christmas Writing”

Demise of The Frozen The roaring wind pierced my frozen face The spiralling winter snow from Moscow That city that burns like a kindling case Saving the hopes of our merciless foe Haunting our souls and halting the chase. The frozen capsules of our Grande Armée elite Now buried by the frozen sheet These poorContinue reading “Another Year 8 Poetry Competition Winner”

Sorry Sorry… I guess. Sorry I didn’t say it how you like it. Sorry that I did to you what you’ve done to me A thousand times. Sorry for still feeling bad about it. The empathy is killing me.                                 In one ear “turn the other cheek” “Give them a taste of their own medicine”Continue reading “Year 8 Poetry Winners”

It was Christmas Eve, and everyone was sleeping soundly. The clock ticked towards midnight but I couldn’t sleep. I looked out of the window and saw snowflakes glistening in the silvery moonlight like stars in the sky or diamonds being flung into the air reflecting the light everywhere. Then something caught my eye. Something shiny.Continue reading “Year 7 Christmas Stories – A Christmas Miracle”

Gasping for air, I woke up confused and dumbstruck. Its was pitch black with only a ray of light piercing through the object I was trapped in. But the ray of light started to fade and would soon be no more. Struggling and screaming like a banshee, I tried to remove myself from this hell.Continue reading “Year 9 Horror Stories – Trapped”