Every morning, brilliant new stories are written by primary schoolchildren. They are all stored in our library (the stories, not the children). To read the stories and see the pictures, just click on the title.............................................................................................................................................................

Loreto Grange Road Primary School, Rathfarnham, 5th Class, 8th May 2013, Illustrations By Rebecca
Burt was at home, in bed, watching his 300” flat-screen tv.

Gaelscoil Bhaile Munna, 5th Class, 7th May 2013, Illustrations By Ruth O’Donnell
One drizzly day at dawn, there was a vegetarian zombie called Steve who was getting ready for bed.

St Eithne's GNS, Edenmore, 5th Class, 2nd May 2013, Illustrations by Nicola Colton
Once upon a time, there was a ninja hamster called Bill who was in his orange wheel working out.

St Brendan’s BNS, Artane, 5th Class, 1st May 2013, Illustrated by Sarah Merriman
Billy Bob was a teenager who hated the giant footballer who ate people.

Scoil Bhríde, Donaghmede, 1st Class, 30th April 2013, Illustrations by Anna Carey
Once upon a time there was a horse called Sparkles.

St Andrew’s College Junior School, Booterstown, 2nd Class, 29 April 2013, Illustrations by Alan Worrall
Once upon a time, there was an old person called Mrs. McCranky. She was 5,099 years old and she looked and loved every day of it.

Dundalk Book Festival, Louth County Library, Saturday 27 April 2013, Illustrated by Seán Molloy
Snor the monkey had no tail. One day he was walking through the forest looking for bananas.

Dún Dealgan National School, 5th and 6th Class, 26th April 2013
Hobo Joe had another restless night in the alley way because he had a dream about the flashing lights of the garbage truck.

St Joseph’s National School Muirhevna Mór, Dundalk, 5th & 6th Class, 25th April 2013, Illustrations by Katie Bartrand
Chocolate the chimpanzee lived in a warm and sunny place.

Scoil Bhride, Siolach, Hackballscross, 3rd-6th Class, 24 April 2013, Illustrations by Katie Bertrand
It was a dark and stormy night. Trixie, the tropical alien was crying because she didn’t want the jelly eating monsters to eat her.