Je n’oublierai jamais le jour où nous avons découvert que nous n’étions pas seuls dans ce vaste univers. Une flotte d’environ 200 vaisseaux spatiaux a volé vers notre planète à une vitesse formidable. Quand ils étaient à environ 30 mètres au-dessus de la terre, ils ont tiré des lumières vertes sur tous les légumes et les fruits partout dans le monde. Il semblait que les légumes n’avaient pas été blessés au début, mais après que les aliens aient laissé des choses étranges ont commencé à se produire. Une femme s’est réveillée un matin et a découvert le jus de tomate partout, un vieil homme est venu à la maison du travail un jour et a trouvé sa porte du réfrigérateur bien ouverte et la nourriture sur le sol. Une foule de champignons assassins a attaché un enfant aux balustrades et a aspiré l’azote hors de lui. La police était déconcertée par ce qui arrivait aux gens de la terre et emprisait une bande de concombres meurtriers dans une boîte en titane, mais ce n’était pas utile. Au milieu de la nuit, les concombres ont brûlé un trou dans le cote et ont glissé. “Je veux plus d’azote!” Dit un concombre à un autre. “Ne vous inquiétez pas”, a-t-il répondu: “Nous recevrons bientôt les autres prisonniers”. Ils ont rampé dans les couloirs sombres et humides aux autres détenus. Quand ils ont atteint une porte verrouillée, ils ont simplement brûlé à travers elle. Quand ils atteignirent le dernier couloir, silhouetted contre la porte, se tenait un grand et puissant policier. Au fur et à mesure que les concombres se rapprochaient, ils remarquaient qu’il tenait un couteau dans une main et une fourchette dans l’autre. Il s’est penché et a poignardé la fourche à travers un des concombres. Un cri poussiéreux retentit dans les couloirs et le policier a tranché le concombre en deux, mais c’était une grosse erreur. Les deux moitiés de concombre ont sauté sur le visage de l’homme et ont sué l’azote hors de lui. Les légumes du monde entier ont commencé à attaquer les gens pour en retirer l’azote. Ils ont attaqué une ville à la fois jusqu’à ce qu’ils aient effacé la race humaine et qu’ils soient passés aux animaux. Quelques personnes ont survécu et se sont cachées dans leurs caves et ont vécu sur du pain et de la confiture, mais parce que la confiture est faite de fruits, les gens qui l’ont mangé ont eu l’azote aspiré. Après que toute la vie a été effacée sur terre, les extraterrestres sont retournés sur terre et ont ramassé tous les fruits et légumes et les ont emmenés dans leur station spatiale qui orbitait Saturne. Là, les fruits et les légumes ont donné l’azote aux aliens qui l’ont utilisé pour une expérience scientifique pour transformer le gaz sur Saturne en acide bleu.
The Secret Door
Gradually, as I trudged along a snow covered path through the misty woods a clearing loomed into view. In the middle of it, I saw the outline of a rectangle form. I had been walking for ages and my warm furs weighed me down so much I could barely pull myself to the door. After struggling for about five minutes I eventually reached the lone door.
It had intricate carvings in the stonework surrounding it and the polished elm door had a huge lion door knocker set in the very centre. I reached out a hand to knock but then stopped and thought: What was a door doing in the middle of a forest? I made up my mind and swiftly pushed open the door and stepped through.
I still don’t believe it now seven years after it happened. I woke up on a rocky path on the edge of a canyon and other than a few shrubby bushes and trees there was no living flora or fauna species. Unluckily, I was still in my warm furs, I checked my watch, it was a very expensive watch and it had changed to native time which was 15:13. The watch also had a thermometer on it as well as a barometer, an altimeter, a clock, a toothpick, some tweezers, a pen and a lot more. The temperature was +50°c. My furs raised the temperature by 20°c Standing on the edge of the canyon, I ripped off my furs and stared out over the desolate place I have appeared in. The sight was beautiful; it was like there were massive ant hills in a desert scattered all over the place. On the edge of the canyon stood a sign saying something like: When mules pass stand to the left of trail, follow mule guides instructions.
Smoothly, I slid down the canyon and into an ice cold lake. Something big and scaly swam past my feet. I shivered. Not because of the cold water but because of the creatures swimming past my body. Suddenly, a stabbing pain surged through my leg; I looked down at it and saw hundreds of tiny tooth marks in two semicircles on either side of my leg. At the bottom of the lake stood a peculiar rectangle. I swam down to examine it further. It looked identical to the one in the forest back at home; I opened it slowly, my lungs were beginning to burn, then I swam through the door.
I appeared in the forest again and retraced my steps along the snowy path, it had thawed a bit now but I was freezing because I didn’t have my furs anymore. I found the main road and on the left hand side stood our little farm house I opened the door and went in.
I still remember the day when Pip Staffieri, surfing legend, first rode his behemothic surfboard. My memory isn’t perfect anymore, but I think it was when I was ten in the year 1938, when he made surfing history
Pip parked up his van on the seafront and as usual, there were already children waiting for one of pips famous 99 cones. They all pushed and shoved to get to the front of the queue. I ended up second to the front but when I got to the front, unexpectedly, Pip untied his apron, closed the ice-cream hatch and announced: “I’m terribly sorry children, I’m closing the shop.” I was amazed! I was flabbergasted! Not once in my life had Pip closed his shop in the middle of the day. He walked around to the back of the van and I heard him struggling with something. A few moments later, he pulled a huge plank of wood, like a coffin lid, on a trolley.
By this time, most of the other children had gone to play in the surf or to make sandcastles on the beach, but I was intrigued about what this ‘coffin lid’ was. Slowly, Pip wheeled the board down to the sea, dodging in and out of the sweaty, red holiday makers. When he reached the sea, he launched his titanic board and paddled out into the surf.
I was about to say a prayer for him when up Pip popped riding his board like a dolphin on its birthday. He then walked up the beach to his van and said: “Shops open again!” I got to the front of the queue and eventually got a luxurious ice-cream.
In the galaxy FA-18_SD Spaceman Spiff, interplanetery explorer, is searching for ailen life. He circles the nearest planet, maybe planet solook-4, and flies toward a hamyerow fighter ship. Spiff swerves to the left to avoid a laser from the fighter’s cannon and then turns back on himself and releases a cloud of smoke in front of the ugly, grey alien. It works! The ship turns back and flies home. Daringly, Spiff follows it to planet BX11-HUJ and watches it enter a cave on the planets surface.
A few moments later, Spiff follows, he sees the fighter parked inside and parks his little, red spaceship next to it. The incredible spaceman walks along the dark, damp corridors of the alien fortress trying to find any living beings. He opens a door and fits what he is looking for.A group of aliens is walking towards him and one of them says “Hello, what do you want.”
Spiff is caught prisoner and is sent to the dungeons by armed alien guards. Before the sluggish aliens can act, Spiff grabs his emergency atom blaster from his belt and zaps the slimy aliens and inflates his jetpack and flies to his spaceship and heads for earth without any trouble.
In the howling wind stands the old, derelict house,
The odd fox eats the odd mouse
Trees grow, rocks fall,
Vines creep up the rocky wall
Maggots chew through the rotting door,
And crawl along the leafy floor.
Gaping windows stare out into the open.
It stood there for one hundred years,
And will stay there one hundred more
Pip Staffieri, said to be the godfather of surfing, was born in Lanherne Avenue on the 3rd August 1918 into an Italian family. His parents, Augustine Staffieri and Philippa Staffieri, moved to England to sell ice-cream at Cornish beaches. Augustine died the year Pip was born so he was raised by his mother and then he had polio at the age of two. Despite this, Pip was a long distance swimmer and then at the age of twelve he joined a canoe group.
Pip sold ice-creams from a van to the tourists, and at the end of the day he would park up his van and go down to the beach to belly board on the waves. He was a skilled craftsman and when he was seventeen he saw two Hawaiian surfboards belonging to the legendary surfer Jimmy Dix and his wife on Towan Beach inspiring him to make one of his own. It was thirteen and a half feet long and was two-feet five wide and six inches thick. He made it with a bung in the nose so he could let the water out afterwards. Later on, after seeing a Hawaiian surfer in a magazine in his local dentist, Pip added a fin that was three feet long!
An American surfer brought the first ever fiberglass board to England in 1962, and gave it to Pip and then he was said to be the first English person to surf on a fiberglass board.
Sadly, on the 28th June Pip died peacefully in his sleep at eighty six years old and was cremated in the same place he was born. We will remember him as one of the first stand-up surfers in England.
Pippa Chapman lay in her bed, it was 4:15am, but she still was wide awake. Her dog, Flora, lay at her feet, her breath hot on Pippa’s legs. Without warning, the continuous wail of the air raid siren started. Pippa raced down the stairs, across the dining hall and out the front door. She met her granny (Granny Chapman) in the garden and raced to the London Underground.
On the way, Pippa was bustled this way and that and got separated from granny. “Granny!” she called out into the darkness “Oh granny! Granny Chapman!” No answer. She walked down the deserted street in the direction she thought the underground was. Pippa ended up in a forest, she didn’t know where to go. Behind her, the streets of London were getting bombed, in front of her; there was a wall of brambles and a wood. Slowly, Pippa ripped her way through the brambles, stopping every now and again to eat the luxuriant blackberries. She hadn’t eaten for ages. Fifteen minutes later, Pippa broke through the other side of the brambles and into the forest.
Pippa heard the beautiful chorus of the birds and the squirrels scampering through the leaf litter. To her left, she saw a rocky outcrop; there were a few caves in it, she chose the biggest one to live in until the air raid was over. Pippa peered into the gloom; she swore she saw the grubby face of a boy she switched on her torch and in front of her stood a boy about 12 years old and 5’2” in height. He was wearing a blue T-shirt and green shorts. “Hello.” Said Pippa “What is your name?”
“My name is Arthur, Arthur Shrewson. What is yours?”
“Pippa Chapman.” Said Pippa “I want to go home.”
“I’ll come too!” Said Arthur.
“Come on then.”
They walked through the forest for a few hours and then they came out on a rocky path and then into London. Pippa smiled and then ran off down the road towards her house. She saw her parents in the garden. “Pippa, you’re back!” Mother shouts down the road. “Come in and get to bed, you look exhausted!”
As I woke up with a cramp in my back I wondered where I was. Then I remembered, I was sleeping on the stairs down to the underground. My parents were getting our things together, ready to go above ground and inspect the damage. On the streets there were ARP wardens searching through the rubble for people, there were also fire fighters putting out the last of the fires. I could hear the hiss as the water landed on the smouldering buildings, there were the now homeless people searching through the rubble of their houses for their most prized possessions.
We set off down the road towards our house, we remembered my uncle, brother and sister were in the Anderson shelter in our garden. My home was just a skeleton and the windows and doors had been burnt out. I could hear the crunch of glass under my feet as I walked around the house. When I got to the Anderson shelter, I peered into the gloom, I heard someone moving about but I couldn’t see anything. It smelt like rat wee and there was dust all over the floor. I heard a click and a gas lamp turned on, the face of my uncle was illuminated. Behind him sat my brother and sister
The Anderson shelter was covered in bricks and dust from the houses nearby but the people inside were unharmed. I heard glass tinkling on glass and saw the milkman coming down the road with a crate of milk. Behind him, was an ARP warden with cups of tea for us. The tea tasted brilliant compared to the rabbit soup we’ve been eating for the last month. I could feel my body warming up again.
We went into the house and my heart sunk; it was bare of anything. All of the chairs had burnt and the crockery was smashed all over the kitchen. There was one good thing though; our whole family was together and we were safe.
Or were we…
Wind howling through the skeletal remains,
Hoses playing on the smouldering ruins.
Orgies of scatter-bombs destroying what’s left,
A choking dawn revealing the terrors of the night.
The engines of aeroplanes growling overhead,
Fight the hell of Hitler’s making.
Ferocious flames licking out of windows,
A diabolical act of vandalism.
People sheltering in the underground,
Babies screaming for their parents.
ARPs scouring the skies for planes,
Whatever they do to us we’ll give it ‘em back.
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I will never forget the day when we discovered we were not alone in this vast universe. A fleet of around 200 spaceships flew towards our planet at a terrific speed. When they were about 30 meters above earth they shot green lights at all of the vegetables and fruit all over the world. It looked as though the vegetables weren’t harmed at first, but after the aliens had left odd things started to happen.
A woman woke up one morning and discovered tomato juice everywhere, an old man came home from work one day and found his fridge door wide open and the food all over the floor. A mob of killer mushrooms tied a child to the banisters and sucked the nitrogen out of him.
The police were bewildered at what was happening to the people of earth and imprisoned a band of murderous cucumbers in a titanium box, but it was no use. In the dead of night, the cucumbers scorched a hole in the side of the box and slithered out. “I want more nitrogen!” one cucumber said to another.
“Don’t worry,” it replied “we will soon get some from the other prisoners.” They crawled down the dark, damp corridors to the other inmates. When they reached a locked door, they simply burnt through it. When they reached the final corridor, silhouetted against the door, stood a big, burly police officer. As the cucumbers crawled closer they noticed he was holding a knife in one hand and a fork in the other. He bent down and stabbed the fork through one of the cucumbers. A high pitched scream rang down the corridors and the policeman sliced the cucumber in half but that was a big mistake. The two halves of cucumber leaped at the man’s face and sucked the nitrogen out of him.
Vegetables all over the world started attacking people to get the nitrogen out of them. They attacked one city at a time until they had wiped out the human race and then moved on to animals. A few people survived and hid in their cellars and lived on bread and jam but because jam is made of fruit the people who ate it had the nitrogen sucked out of them.
After all the life had been wiped out on earth the aliens came back to earth and picked up all of the fruit and vegetables and took them to their space station which orbited Saturn. There, the fruit and vegetables gave the nitrogen to the aliens who used it for a scientific experiment to turn the gas on Saturn into a blue acid.
The first tripod
I was walking along the streets of Manhattan when a light shot through the sky.I knew it was a meteor when it struck outside the florists shop.Gradually, crowds gathered around the crater and watched the steam and smoke rise from the depths below. I bent down to pick up a rock, expecting it to be hot but it wasn’t- in fact it was as cold as ice! I dropped the glassy rock when I noticed cracks appearing from the hole and spreading outwards.
The cracks grew and grew until they were about four feet wide.They shot up walls and shattered windows, people ran around screaming and shouting as dust clouded the city.One gaping crevasse crept up the side of the church and the spire fell down to the road below. Luckily, it didn’t hit anybody but hit three cars and one bicycle. I wanted to run but I couldn’t, I stood transfixed on the crater, suddenly, a huge lump appeared in the road and then sunk down again as though a giant was breathing.Cars were rolling into the gaping hole and then smashed to smithereens when they hit the bottom.No one was prepared for what happened next…
A huge metal monster (about the size of a London bus) with headlamp like eyes heaved out of the crater cracking the road even more than it already was. It flew out and hovered in the air, as though it was a bird of prey, no one dared to move. It powered up its guns and blasted a car off the face of the earth.
Supermarine Spitfire Mk II
Top speed: 363 mph
Weight: 2,049 kg
Max-take-off-weight: 2,651 kg
Max range: 423 miles
Altitude: about 4600 meters
Weapons: four .303 Brownings and a 20mm Hispano cannon
Junkers ju 88
Top speed: 317 mph
Weight: 12,473 kg
Max range: 1,553 miles
Weapons: four 20 mm MG151/20 cannons, two 20 mm MG151/20s upward-firing cannons, and 13 mm MG131 machine guns.
Top speed: 327 mph
Weight: 3,039 kg
Max-take-off-weight: 3,649 kg
Max range: 599 miles
Altitude: 3,810 meters
Weapons: Twelve 7.7 mm Browning machine guns and eight 250 lbs rocket projectiles.
Messerschmitt bf 110
Top speed: 348 mph
Weight: 4,499 kg
Max-take-off-weight: 6750 kg
Max range: 1,305 miles
Altitude: 8,000 meters
Weapons: two MGFF 20 mm cannons, four 7.92 mm (.312 in) MG 17 machine guns, and one 7.92 mm (.312 in) MG 15 machine gun or twin-barrel MG 81Z
I tugged on the rudder to try to steer clear of a big misty cloud but it came loose and fell off into a never ending abyss of cloudy skies. Behind me I heard a noise like a boats foghorn, quickly, I spun around and to see a green spot on the horizon.
I grabbed my telescope and put it to my eyes and see a giant turtle. It was as big as a horse and as wide as my air-galleon. More followed, and then I suddenly had an amazing idea: I lassoed one of the turtles around it’s neck and then I tied the other end to the bow of my ship.It pulled me for a bit but then I noticed that the rope was fraying in the middle and soon after I noticed it; it snapped and I was left stranded in the air all alone miles above the earth below.
I heard another turtle behind me, a smaller one than the rest and more brown. As it flew under me I leaped off my ship and landed on the back of the turtle and it flew away. I could see my galleon fading away behind us.
Gradually, I began to see a floating island ahead getting bigger and bigger until it was right underneath us. We landed on it and I saw a sign saying: WELCOME TO TURTLE ISLAND PLEASE ENJOY YOUR STAY! And I have lived here ever since…
4th December 1914
We have been at South Georgia for 6 days now and I have been sailing around the island taking photos and film. Yesterday I took a brilliant photo of Grytviken from up in the mountains.
The stench of the whale in the try-pots is horrible but after the reek of the dogs it smells like honey. Yesterday, the whalers said that it’s the coldest it’s ever been at this time of year and I had a big argument with The Boss about whether we should go or not tomorrow.
It’s taken ages to load the Endurance and I got a couple of photos of the cargo being put on and now we are ready to go. I’ve taken my last photos of Grytviken and tomorrow we will set off for Antarctica!
I can’t write anymore for now because The Boss wants me to clean out the dogs but I will write more tomorrow.
27th October 1914
We left Buenos Aires in a crowd of people all cheering and waving us off. A brass band was playing merry songs as we slowly cruised out of the harbour. I managed to get some pictures of a pod of dolphins before we sailed away.
The Endurance has sailed at a good speed and the sea isn’t too rough but The Boss said there is going to be a storm soon. On the top deck there are around 70 Canadian sled dogs who bark consistently which makes it hard to sleep at night. Hussey plays his banjo every evening whilst we play games like poker and cards.
It’s getting late now so I’m going to bed because there’s going to be another long day tomorrow.
I, Earnest Shackleton, would like 28 strong men for a dangerous voyage across the frozen realm of Antarctica. We will be sailing there so if you get seasick I wouldn’t suggest you come. I will be needing a medic, a carpenter, a photographer, a cook and more. We will be leaving on the 1st August 1914.
Out in the farthest reaches of our galaxy zooms the incredible explorer, spaceman Spiff! “Ooh, nice scenery.” Spiff exclaims. Oh no! The deadly monsters of planet ZX-1971 are closing in on our hero! A blue flash misses him by centimeters. But Spiff has a plan: to fly through the rings of planet ZX-1971 below. He pulls on the throttle and dives. It works! The monsters veer off, afraid to follow Spiff into the frozen fragments of ice and rock. Swerving left, right, up and down, the astounding spaceman Spiff pilots his spaceship around each hurling missile. What skill! What…
Our hero is going down after hitting a small lump of ice coming straight at him.
Emperor penguins are the only animals that can endure the bone-chilling winters of Antarctica.
They are black and white with orange on their beaks and chests. They have three toes on each foot with sharp claws. Emperor penguins are 1.2 metres high and weigh 40kg and have blue-grey necks. The chicks have a grey fluffy plumage and gradually grow their adult feathers.
Emperor penguins live in the coldest, driest and windiest continent on earth with wind speeds of up to 100 miles per hour. For half the year they live in the sea eating and then in autumn they walk along ice to the breeding ground. All penguins live below the equator and swim in the cold seas.
When its summer the penguins eat a diet of fish, krill and squid, diving to a depth of 17000 feet even reaching the sea floor. There predators include Leopard Seals, Giant Petrels and Arctic Skuas. They use the wings as flippers to swim after their prey.
The Emperor penguins then walk 70 miles to the breeding ground. All the penguins are born in the same place where the ice is thicker and will last until summer. The males will fight and do contact sports to try and find a mate. Once they have found a mate the female will lay her egg and pass it to the male and go to sea to eat. Meanwhile the male will not eat for 125 days until the female comes back. When the female returns the egg should’ve hatched.
There are 600,000 emperor penguins in the world and they aren’t endangered at the moment but due to global warming the population will decrease by 20% by the year 2100.