Young Writers Aged 6-12

Welcome to the Fighting Words Un-School Club!

All the work on this page has been produced by children aged 6 to 12 from all over Ireland.

  • Click on the title of each story below to read it
  • Watch the videos for help with starting your own stories and songs
  • Listen to our volunteer tutors read stories written at Fighting Words workshops

We will be updating this page regularly during the school closure period, so check back for more cool stuff!

We Welcome Your Stories Too!

Click here to find out how to send us your stories, songs, poems and comics!

Listen To The Stories!
We have invited our fantastic team of volunteer tutors to read some of the primary school stories. The stories were written by children from schools all over Ireland at Fighting Words workshops.

Click here to listen and read along!

Watch our videos to learn more about writing your own stories and songs!
   

Read the stories submitted by young authors. Click on the title of each story below to read it!

Don’t Mess with Old People

By Jude, age 11, Co. Wexford

There once was an old man who lived alone in a small house in the countryside. His only friend was a cat. The cat had been a stray, but the man had adopted her and called her Sooty. Every day he and Sooty would walk through the woods. The old man could almost tell what Sooty was thinking sometimes. The man had no relatives except his niece who made cars in the city (the old man hated the city). 

An Unexpected Camping Trip

By Charlotte, 
St. Saviour’s NS, Rathdrum Class: 6th Class

Chapter 1

Our story begins like any other day. I live a very ordinary life in America and never expected anything extra-ordinary to happen to me!

My name is Jade. I am 15 years old and I live in Los Angeles. I’m just an average girl that loves adventures and loves hanging out with my friends. I live quite close to my school so in the morning, I meet up with my friends and we walk to school together. My three best friends are Ali ,Kaylee and Hannah.

Cóilín agus Cloichín

By Michael from Rang a 5, Scoil Sailearna, Indreabhán, Co na Gaillimhe

Dhúisigh Cóilín, an madra beag suas i bhfásach an Sahára i lár na hoíche mar gur bhuail sé in aghaidh chachtais.  Ní raibh sé ach 4 céim Celsius ag an am.  Bhí Cóilín an-fhuar agus bhí sé ag croitheadh leis an bhfuacht.  Bhí ocras air chomh maith agus ag an nóiméad sin smaoinigh sé ar cé chomh súmhar agus chomh blasta a bheadh chnámh.  Nuair a bhuail sé in aghaidh an chachtais chuaigh cuid de na deilgní i bhfostú  ina chosa agus bhí sé sin pianmhar agus an-tinn.

My Happiest Day

By Ealga, Age 12 Co. Offaly

I was walking home from school on the 7th of May. I remember that day well. I will never forget it.

As soon as I opened the door, I could smell it. My favourite dinner was cooking - pasta with melted cheese and bacon. I could smell the bacon. It was pulling me inside, entrancing me. I dumped my bag inside the door, hung my coat off the stair banister. I ran straight through the hall to the kitchen and saw Mum and Dad both there. This was strange because whenever Dad was home early, Mum would go out. They looked happy for the first time in a long time.

The Girl Who Didn’t Like How She Lived

Ruth, Age 6, Co. Tipperary

Once there was a girl called Anna. She lived in Nenagh. Her mom was German and her dad was French and her sister was very good at Irish so Ana couldn’t understand them. She didn’t like the way she lived.

So every day, Anna played in her room. That’s only what she did and it was very boring. She loved her family but not how they spoke. She did writing as well as playing with her dolls and she read too.

But one day, the door opened and her mom came in and began to speak.

The Flying Dog

By Cara, Age 8, Dublin

Once upon a time there was a dog with a horn. He spread happiness, joy and peace. It was a golden dog. Everybody loved the dog. Well, the dog was only a myth to them. Only some people believed in him and the people who believed in him got to see him. However, their friends and family said it was just their imagination. Their friends and family didn’t know that the dog was true.

Oh, he was very true.

The Minotaur

By Alanna, age 11 - Co. Dublin

The minotaur statue stood in a shed. Suddenly, it came to life. There had a been a leak in the shed roof and as the rain came in, the plaster, which had encased a real minotaur, washed off. He felt clueless and confused.

Why have I been brought into this world? he thought.

Chief and The Ostrich

By Shonagh Purcell Tobin

once upon a time there was a dog called Chief. Chief was a lonely dog he had no friends. 

So one day he decided to go out on his scooter and find some dog friends. 

When chief was looking for some friends he spotted an ostrich and he thought that it was a bit strange to see an Ostrich just wandering around like that! 

So Chief decided to go over to the ostrich and try and  make friends with the ostrich. 

Why We Should Stop Using Diesel Cars!

By Ryan, age 9 – Co. Kildare

Hello, my name is Ryan and I think it is outrageous that diesel cars were ever made. They produce emissions, they use fossil fuels and they negatively affect the environment.

Firstly, diesel emissions contribute to the development of cancer, cardiovascular and respiratory health effects, the pollution of air, water and soil, reductions in visibility and global climate change. 

Kora’s Story

By Kora, age 8 - Belfast

Sophia was picking flowers in a beautiful farm and singing to the animals on the farm. Her best friend was called Denny the sausage dog. She had a secret admirer who watched her from a distance as she sang to the animals. His name was Conor.

One day Conor was very brave and visited the farm to talk to the girl he had watched for so long. After a week or so of Conor visiting Sophia, they became very close. However, the evil Maritha was watching their love grow and became very jealous of the beautiful Sophia and her new friend.

Stan The Flying Man

By Kyle, Age 9 – Co. Meath

One day Stan was driving and he found a bird on the road whose wings were not working so Stan brought it back to his house.

He used an old box to make a home for the injured bird and put some bread and water in it.

After a few days, the bird got better and could now fly. The bird flew onto Stan’s head and flew away.

Where’s Our Future

Mahi Panguluru, age 11, Co. Dublin

People say "you're good at art" you should be an artist someday

My brain starts thinking excessively and I don't know what to say

Right now, there's Coronavirus but how am I to know. What the future holds for me I don't know where to go

Zamptine

Scríofa ag Diarmuid, Rang 2

Roghnaigh and t-uachtarán Micheal D. Higgins mé le turas a thógáil chomh fada leis an bplainéad Mars. Bhí mé ag dul ar an turas le séisear spásaire eile. Bhí tús curtha leis an gcomhaireamh síos 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 éirí ó thalamh!!!

Bhí an cúrsa socraithe againn do Mars ach bhí mífheidhmiú ann.   Chuireamar ár roicéad i dtír ar phláinéid aisteach agus an t-aon rud a bhí muid in ann a fheicéil ná muca.  

Hawaii -Táimid ar ár mBealach

ó Diarmuid, Aois 9, Co. Roscomáin

Fadó , fadó bhí frog beag bídeach ann darbh ainm Jim-Jim. Bhí Jim Jim ag iarraidh dul go dtí Hawaii. Bhí sé ag iarraidh dul ansin mar bhí an ghrian i gcónaí ag scoilteadh na gcloch i Hawaii de réir na scéalta a bhí cloiste aige. Bhí fadhb amháin ag Jim-Jim áfach. Níor thaitin sé leis a bheith ag eitilt ar eitleán.

Bhí cara amháin ag Jim-Jim. Seanfhear a bhí ann darbh ainm Frainc. Fear stuama a bhí ann. Lá amháin chuaigh Jim-Jim chuig Frainc agus chuir sé ceist air. “

 

Corona zombies

By Cillian Ó Tuathaigh, 12 Co. Phort Láirge

One day, Jason was sitting at his desk at school when the teacher made an announcement that would change his life.

“Class, I think you’ll want to hear this.” He was tuned in on the radio to a broadcast by Leo Varadkar.

“Today we will be shutting schools down for a period of time that could extend to beyond the school year due to Covid-19,” announced Leo, “We will advise people on staying at home and washing their hands frequently.”

Bob an Liathróid

ó Chormac, Aois 11, Co. Roscomáin

Fadó, fadó bhí liathróid ann. Bob an t-ainm a bhí ar an liathróid.  Bhí sé ag iarraidh óir. Bhí sé beo bocht. Níor thaitin ceol ar chor ar bith leis. Aon am a chuala sé ceol ní raibh sé in ann bogadh.  Lá amháin bhuail sé lena chara Mixie. Bhí Mixie ag bogadh chomh mall le sloth mar pheann luaidhe a bhí ann.

“Tá plean agam,” a scread Bob in ard a chinn is a ghutha, “plean chun a bheith chomh saibhir le rí”. “Cad é?” a cheistigh Mixie. “ Tá mé chun …..” 

My Two Worlds

By Lauren Lalor, age 11 - Cork

I was lucky that I lived by the sea. It meant I could be a schoolgirl by day and a mermaid at night.

Nobody would believe me if I told them about my life under the water with the jellyfish, Dorky the seahorse, Jim the Shark, Rory the Crab. My whole gang were down there, my underwater family.

A Quark called Jake

By Jake Murray, Donegal age 12

Once upon a time there was three brother quarks, Jake, Jamie and Luke.

They were going on a trip to their favourite place in the whole world, the Large Hadron Collider. They were entering a competition to be smashed there. They were all so excited but,none more so than Jake. He was so excited that he could be famous just like his hero Stephen Quirking.

So, when they arrived, Jake, Jamie and Luke unpacked their stuff at the hotel and went off.

Homemade Teacher

For the past few days, no schoolwork has come through for my siblings. So my mum had this “genius” idea that I could actually “teach” my them.

At first I thought it was a good idea because I didn’t have anything better to do (except schoolwork) and my mum said she would pay me, so I was all set. But when it came to actually “teach” them, things turned out not the way I wanted it to.

Beating Records

By Michael Delaney

Chapter 1: A Dog's Dinner

Boom! There I was in the Smiley Faces care home with all the other orphans, scrubbing the master’s dishes. I was with my friends, Marvin and Patrick.

“Did you ever know your parents?” Patrick questioned.

“No, my only relatives live in South Africa…I wish I lived with them” I said wistfully

 

The Tale of The Mysterious Girl

By Juliette Whitty age 9, County Kildare 

One fine day a girl named Milly woke up in the basement of her house, because that was her room. It was cold, dark and damp with no lovely pictures on the walls or even have bright pretty curtains, as what would be the point of that without a window for them to be placed?

Milly’s parents were horrid to her,  they made her home-school herself,  not let her play with anyone or anything.

Silver Beauty

Based on the novel Black Beauty by Anna Sewell

By Ciara, age 12 – Co. Dublin

I remember the day I was minted like it was yesterday. The metal stamps crushed my nickel brass outer ring and my cupronickel middle together, while simultaneously marking my front with the 1 euro symbol and my back with the year 2010 and an Irish hunter horse and foal - a limited release commemorative design - and poof! I was formed.

A Trip on a Rocket Ship

By Darragh, age 8 - Dublin

1: Bully Attack

Once I was thinking of flying aircrafts, so I started building aircrafts.

But these kids started to bully me so I made a friend. That night I made a trap in the bush that they were always bullying us in.

Sylvia’s Emigration

By Maria, age 11 – Dublin

Waking up is difficult to do, especially when there’s a troubling task ahead. It’s a constant obstacle. So it was with trepidation that I awoke that morning. I got up, changed and entered the living room.

Mother was frying eggs as Sandy sat beside her. Mother turned and dropped an egg.

“Sylvia…” she muttered, tossing me sausages. Worry crossed her face.

Friendship

Astrid, age 9 – Dublin

“Boom!” said Lilly, moving her piece on the board. “Audrey?! It’s your turn!”

“W-What? Oh.”

“You okay?”

The Naughty Leprechaun

By Lucy, age 8 – Co. Waterford

Early on Easter Sunday morning, the Easter Bunny left Easter eggs all the way up Croagh Patrick in Co. Mayo.

The Easter Bunny drew a map of where all the Easter eggs were hidden. 

The Easter Bunny dropped a copy of the map and a leprechaun found it.

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