My dad

Hello, I’m Lottie. I’m ten years old. I live with my dad and my sister in England. I’m going to tell you about my dad.

This is my dad. His name is Paul. He’s 46 years old. His hair is black and grey. He’s got green eyes. I’ve got green eyes too!

My dad gets up early most days. He makes our breakfast, and sometimes he takes me to school.

My dad is a teacher. He doesn’t teach children. He teaches other people who work with him.

My dad gets home at 5 o’clock. Sometimes I help him make our tea. In this picture I’m helping to make a pasta sauce.

After tea my dad sometimes helps me with my homework. He’s helping me with math here. I like math!

In the evening we sometimes watch TV. Or my dad reads. He loves reading. I love reading too!

On the weekend we do different things. Sometimes we go to the library.

Sometimes on the weekend we go to the cinema, or to a concert. My dad loves music. Sometimes the concerts are a bit boring.

It’s great living with my dad and my sister.

Robinson Crusoe

CHAPTER 1 – FAMILY

My name is Robinson. I am from England. I am eighteen years old. My father is German. My mother is English. I have two brothers. I have one sister. We are a good family.

My father is a good businessman. We have money. I have a good school. I have a good life. But I have a dream. I want to travel. I want to see the world.

My father is a good man. He wants the best for me. But my dream is not his dream. He is not happy. The situation is not easy.

It is morning. My father is in his room. He wants to speak with me. I go to his room. My father has some questions. My father wants to know why I want to travel.

My father says, “Travelling is dangerous. Travelling is not comfortable. You can die.”

I think about it. Travelling is dangerous. It is not comfortable. I can die. But it is also very interesting. I can see new countries. I can meet new people.

I think about travelling every day. Maybe my mother can help me.

I speak with my mother. I tell my mother, “I want to travel. I want to see the world. Please, speak with my father. Maybe with your help, I can travel.”

My mother loves me. But she thinks that travelling is dangerous. She thinks that my place is at home. She thinks that life in England is the best for me.

One year later, I visit one big town. The name of this town is Hull.

I meet my friend. His father has a ship. They travel to London. My friend tells me, “Go with me.”

 I think about it. I am not prepared. But I can try if travelling is for me.

I go to London. I am very happy. It is my first long journey. It is very interesting. The first hour is good. But then we have problems. We see a storm. The storm is big.

The wind is strong. The ship goes up and down. I have fear. I think about my home. I think about my comfortable bed.

The storm is finished in the morning. The weather is nice. And the evening is beautiful. Everything is quiet.

One man comes to me. We speak. We speak about the storm. I speak about my fear. The man gives me a drink. I drink very much. I sleep very well at night.

The next day, I forget about my home. I forget about my comfortable bed. I dream more about travelling.

The bird king

All the animals in the jungle have a king. The birds want a king too.

‘Let me be king. Look at my wonderful colors!’ said the beautiful parakeet.

‘No, no,’ said the myna. ‘I can speak and talk to the other animals. I should be king.’

‘And I have a fantastic beak!’ said toucan. ‘I want to be the bird king.’

‘I know,’ said the macaw. ‘Why don’t we have a competition? The bird who can fly the highest will be the bird king.’

Everyone think this is a good idea, especially the eagle. ‘Make me king now,’ he said. ‘I am the strongest, and I can fly the highest.’

‘Ah,’ said a little voice. ‘But you might not win!’

‘Ha ha!’ laughed the eagle. ‘You can’t win, little sparrow!’

‘We’ll see,’ said the sparrow.

The game begins, and all the birds fly high into the sky. They fly higher and higher, and the eagle flew the highest. ‘Ha!’ said the eagle. ‘I am the king!’

But the sparrow is hiding under the eagle’s wing. Suddenly, he flies higher than the eagle’s head. The sparrow is the highest bird of all! He wins the competition! And the sparrow is the new bird king.