Stories
We publish thousands of stories each year, all written by our brilliant students. Here’s a selection of what they’ve been writing across our workshops.
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Fruit Bowl
By Sarah, Year 12
fruit is a sign of wealth. a white, porcelain bowl spilling out apples, bananas, oranges and pears on the countertop like decoration — their family has it together and it...
An Ode To Women
By Sarah, Year 12
the women in my life heal whatever they touch with hands that know how to mend what’s broken shattered teacups / shirts with holes / heavy hearts that need love...
There Is Happiness In A Bowl Of Shrimp
By Sarah, Year 12
I’m peeling a bowl of shrimp while my mother has a massive jackfruit that she’s intensely trying to get into. Her eyes light up the kitchen when she sees a...
Monster
By Ella, Year 9
Chapter 1: I Play Catch With A Cranky Octopus Takari When I woke up this morning, getting thrown ten metres in the air by a giant tentacle was not on...
The Things That Fall from the Sky
By Amelia, Year 6
I Give My Enemy Advice “‘The Burning Bullet’ Seriously?” I flicked a shining ball out of my wrist pouch and into the air. The star landed on the tip of...
I woke up and I was in the painting
By Blaize, Year 6
I woke up and I was in the painting, ‘Two Mothers for the Moon’ by Rusty Peters. I’m walking down a long, deserted road to go for a swim in...
Thank You
By Estrella, Year 5
Thank You. I am thankful. Thankful for taking care of the Cockatoos that...
Morning’s Burnt-Orange Awakening
By Connor, Year 7
The morning arrives As the day awakens, the world stirs to life, with insects, birds, and people alike gently easing into the rhythm of the morning Stone-grey blinds open signalling...
The Illusion of Thereness
By Rufayda, Year 10
Loneliness is everything inescapable. You run, or try to, because how can you when it does not follow, but consume? You run, with persisting hope long past its “best before”,...
My Mayhem
By Amos, Year 9
My mayhem has electric-red long hair and has bright orange highlights with a tall, thin figure and a very long nose. It wears expensive designer clothing with vintage Versace handbags...
Mulan
By Cailey, Year 9
I want to be Mulan. Chop my hair off and put it in a bun in wars. I could fight for my family to keep them safe. I could ruin...
My Faith
By Ivy, Year 9
My faith is dark and crimson red with brown eyes and a piercing crown on their head. It wears bloody clothes and a strong merciful face with tears of love...
My Chaos
By Ugochucku, Year 9
It’s not really chaos, or is it? Give a farmer seeds and he will make food. Give a musician an instrument and he will make music. Give a soldier an...
Fluorescent Floral Nostalgia, Tropical Frangipani
By Vivian, Year 9
Summer is approaching again. Long days of heat and sun ahead of us. One summer we went to Newcastle. My family and I were going for a little night walk...
Moon and Stars Thief
By Madi, Year 9
I watched as she stood under the moon. Her features lighting up under the glow. She was excited and smiling like a little kid. She looked to me. She is...