On one dreadful morning a boy named Oliver went to Dudley Zoo. Having waited impatiently in the massive queue to pay he wandered off to the lizard enclosure. He stared at a leopard spotted lizard that looked mischievous. While he was staring at the lizard an old man elbowed him in the back and Oliver fell into the glass.

 As the glass smashed the rough skinned lizard escaped. When the zookeepers heard the crashing sound  they ran as quickly as possible  over to Oliver to see what had happened.

 ”It wasn’t my fault,” explained Oliver. The lizard sneaked into Oliver’s pocket  because he wanted to go home with him.

This week it was a shared prompt for the grown-ups and the children. To find out what one of the grown-ups has done with this prompt, have a look at part two of this story.

In 2012 I hope for sparkling snow that is as white as a cloud. If it snows I will:

• go sleighing over the icy field by my nan’s
• build a humungous snowman with a tiny head
• throw snowballs when my mom and dad do not see
• throw fake snowballs because it makes me laugh when my dog Molly thinks that they are real balls.

When Molly gallops like a pony after the snowball, she tumbles over and gets snow on her nose. She pursues me all around the frosty trees until I give her a real ball.

Jay and Poppy were running incredibly quickly to their shiny, new car. “Have you got the car keys?” asked Poppy.

“Yep. Got them in my pocket.”

As Jay was running, he tripped over and his brown, leather sunhat blew away. Before he could get back on his feet, a big, fat, naughty seagull flew away with his hat and made it into a nest! Jay plonked his bum on a rotten bench and started to cry about his old hat.

Poppy sat down beside him and said “Look at that. Your shadow has got a hat on but you haven’t.”

 
This story was written for the 100 Word Challenge. To see other entries head over to The Heads Office.