It has become tradition here at Star of the Sea school that each year students in Years 3 to 6 are invited to enter the Ken Kelsey Writing competing. The winners are announced during the Book week assembly. This year the entries had to be a narrative and could be linked to the Book Week theme ‘Reading is my Secret Power’.
There were many wonderful entries from talented writers which made choosing 2 students from each Year 3-6 class to be shortlisted for the award very hard!
But, even harder was choosing the 2 winners, one from Year 3-4 and one from Year 5-6. A huge congratulations to this years’ winners who were Mia Luey (Year 4) and Felicity Dini (Year 6) - your stories were an absolute joy to read.
Ken Kelsey attended school here at Star of the Sea between 1930 and 1940. He has many fond school memories and he shared many of these with staff during a visit in 2009. One of the highlights of his time at the school was when he won a medal for the highest Q.C. (Yr 7) score in the district of Henley Beach and Grange. Ken Kelsey donated this medal to Star of the Sea school, which was made into a trophy. The Ken Kelsey Medal has been established to celebrate our important history at Star of the Sea.
Here are some extracts from our winners:
Boom! Crash! WAHHHH! MIIIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAA!
That’s the sound I hear first thing every morning! I am only 9 years old, but because I am the oldest of four children, I feel like I’m 19 years old! I know how to do almost everything around the house. I can change nappies, fold laundry, do dishes, pack school lunches, and everything else a parent could do…………
I am the organized and sensible one of the family. I help mum with chores, I do all my homework by myself, I play beautiful music on the piano, and I am the peace keeper of the family. I think I am the legend of the family (because I M). Sometimes I lie in bed and wonder what it would be like to be an only child? I would get ALL the attention. I would get to sleep in all the time, I would have my very own room, I wouldn’t have to share my toys, and I would only have to worry about myself. It would be very peaceful. Mum, Dad and I would get to do very special things together……in peace and quiet.
Last weekend, I went my friends sleep over birthday party. I had so much fun! There was no Boom! Crash! WAHHHH! MIIIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAA! In the morning. I didn’t have to deal with the mess, noise, and someone following me around. It was so peaceful. It was like all my dreams had come true. Then, when I got home the next day, Benjamin ran up to me and said in the cutest voice “Mim Mim miss you” and gave me the biggest hug and a sloppy kiss. As I wiped his sloppy kiss off my cheek, I realized I really did miss him too. I actually missed everyone.
The sun gleamed brightly through Oscar’s bedroom window on a Sunday morning. Oscar felt dizzy as he stepped out of bed, re-calling the past day’s events. He was now scared to slip his watch on and was replaying the words over in his head. He opened his door and walked down to the kitchen. He saw his dad drinking coffee, and eating toast, while Charlie enjoyed a bowl of chocolate flakes. Usually Charlie and his Dad waited for him to wake up, as mum was at work early and Oscar would have to eat alone…..
Oscar ran further than ever before and lost track of time, barely noticed the sky grow darker and darker. He relayed the words from yesterday in his head, Find the missing lore… lore… missing lore. What on Earth? He now saw the world as a blur from his salty tears in his eyes and sat down. He looked at what he was sitting on and jumped in fright as he realised it was an old gravestone. He looked around at the surrounding ones, assuming he was in the cemetery. He felt unwelcome, and secluded in the presence of the dead, much as he felt in the antique shop.
He was on his way to leaving until he noticed the familiar name on the gravestone, he was previously settled on. It read:
ALVIN BOLDMAN
1900-1999
May His Heart Rest in Peace.