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Sunday, January 23, 2011

A secret- by Zoe O Connor

A secret

My name is Tanya Foster and I have a secret . It is a secret because I and my best friend Kayla fear that if we told anyone we would be assigned to the crazy books. But what Kayla and I saw that night was no illusion , no dream it was real. We were in sixth class at the time proud of our new found seniordom. One day we went to the park to gossip and talk we got there early afternoon but we so absorbed in our conversations that we did not notice the hours go by. It was soon dark and we decided to head back to my house where Kayla would be sleeping that night . On the way back we had to walk past a graveyard .I was messing about with Kayla trying to creep her out when I actually heard a noise coming from the graveyard. Kayla accused me of trickery. But I swore to her that it wasn’t. She was too creeped out to try to prove me different so she stayed quiet. I being the adventurous type went towards the graveyard enthralled. I was soon stopped at the gates by a pulling on my arm and a loud whisper. What are you doing said Kayla in a hushed whisper. I replied by tutting her for not being interested in adventure. I opened the gates of the graveyard. They made a loud creak as they opened so Kayla stayed back. I went forward cautiously. Kayla’s behaviour had rubbed off on me and I was scared too. I contemplated my options. Turn back and be a woss or go forward and be known as a hero. The second option had seemed the best at the time so I hurried forward throwing my fears aside. I thought Kayla wouldn’t follow me but I heard footsteps behind me so I could not tease her any longer. Although I was walking quickly it did not mean that I had any idea where I was going. I stopped to let Kayla catch up when I heard the noise again. Except it was louder. I hurried after it with Kayla on my heels. It got louder and louder and it became more frequent. I reached a gravestone and stopped to catch my breath. What I saw behind that gravestone frightens me to this day. There were more than two of us in the graveyard. Just because I say that it does not mean those people were alive. They were as pale as ice and they had dark black circles under there eyes as if they hadn’t slept in days. I went through mythology in my head trying to put fact into what I was seeing. It may seem obvious now but then it took a while to think of the name of these foul creatures. Zombies. The noise we had heard what had felt like so long ago was there chanting.

We stared for what felt like years, concealed from the creatures from behind the gravestone .Kayla whimpered, I went to shush her but then I saw what she was pointing at. They seemed like humans coming toward us with the moonlight on there face. I nearly stood up to greet them. But Kayla stopped me and pointed again. I was then glad I knew my mythology, I was glad that I had spent hors poring over books about these creatures. Pale skinned, strong, cold and they fed on human blood. Yes, Vampires. I was afraid they would see us. But they passed silently and quickly to stand next to the zombies. Next came men tall, muscular men. They walked quickly as well. I had no explanation but werewolves and I was right. Next came woman tall, beautiful women. Some were carrying brooms I first thought it odd but then I put the pieces together. Witches. When the last witch passed I counted the creatures in my head. Zombies, Vampires, Werewolves and Witches. I turned my attention back to the clearing where all of them were gathered. When I heard a ruff voice speak. Silence he had bellowed.

The chanting stopped. He was one of the pale men, a vampire .He looked from side to side and nodded and let out a bit of a chuckle. You think you are ready to start a rebellion? He had asked. There were shouts of yes and of course. He chuckled again. Yet you cannot even detect the vermin that put us to the mythology books. There are too humans behind that gravestone over there. I froze and he chuckled. Then he said quietly, Get them. Before I could blink two vampires had me and Kayla in toe towards the main Werewolf. I struggled with all my might but it was no use. Kayla and I were thrown to the ground in front of the werewolf. I stayed on my knees petrified. The wolf looked at me again. He gave a slight nod. The next thing I saw was black. I had been hit in the head by some creature which had sent me to a blackout. I woke up tied to a tree. I heard talking so I closed my eyes again and listened. So what your saying is if you die we all die. Yes the husky voice from earlier replied but if someone tries to kill any of you, you won’t die. That is the great asset of the bond. I opened my eyes again thinking. Was I strong enough to defeat the head vampire. I was distracted by a deep groan from the other side of the tree. Kayla, I had whispered. I heard her gasp. Tanya, is that you, oh Tanya what happened? I don’t know but it doesn’t matter I found a way to get out of here. But I need a piece of wood.

Well I have a piece here but I can’t reach it . I stopped when I heard two deep voices coming toward s us. It was two werewolves. One grinned at me. Awake I see he had teased. I didn’t reply. Come on the other one had grumbled. What the other had said I’m just messing around. Well cut it out the other one grumbled back. You don’t tell what to do the first one roared. Then a brawl broke out in front of us. A witch came over. She roared at them. This made it worse and they both turned into full blown wolves. The witch pointed her wand at them. They were just in front of me now. The main vampire came over as well. He seemed to enjoy the fight. Then the witch cast her spell but it missed. It hit my bonds directly. I was free. I grabbed the stake of wood from beneath Kayla’s feet and I charged towards the main Vampire. He hadn’t seen me coming and now it was too late. I stuck the stake hard into his chest. He vanished into dust. So did every other creature. For a moment I thought I was crazy that I had dreamed it all up but no it was real. I untied Kayla and we ran to my house. We went straight to the bedroom. There we finally let out our breath. We discussed the situation thoroughly. We decided to keep our adventures a secret. We swore to never speak of it. And seventy five years later I break that promise. I know what I saw and I want you to know they do exist.

Thursday, January 6, 2011

After a long......


After a long relaxing Christmas and New years it is time to embrace just that New year.

I think it is time to turn off the Christmas tunes and take down the Christmas trees. We need to know that the spring is coming!


EMBRACE IT ALREADY!! EMBRACE IT! I am sick of walking into a shop with a Christmas song going full blare in the background!!

Get over it!!!!!!!! Wait until next year! Santa isn't evil but he is when he is plotting to shut you all up!!!

My opinion which is right!! ( no offence to anyone who's opinion is different)


Sunday, November 28, 2010

Politics , the 11 year old girls view

Politics, Politics.
Where do I began. Well lets start by me saying politics sucks.
Now that I have got that out of the way, let me begin.

Over the past few days politics has been a hot topic. I have endured listening to the radio to find out what is going on. Bailout is the main word featured in these broadcasts. Apart from money and Brian Cowen. I know this is all terrible stuff but I say move on if we have no other option.
I say this for two reasons one there is no point and two I am sick of hearing about it.

As I mentioned earlier I think politics sucks.
I looked politics up in the dictionary and it basically means sorting out stuff, fairly.
Well what Ireland is missing is the fairness.
If someone from the Daul ever reads this let them know that they are getting away with nothing. If an 11 year old girl knows, everyone knows.

Snow- the dream and the reality


Snow
Last night, I was at a friend of mine house. We were watching a movie and I went to get myself a drink and I looked outside. It was snowing! We all got dressed up warm and we trudged out into the snow. It was beautiful. It was completely covering the ground in all areas. We looked up at the snow falling into our faces and tongues. It was a dream.

This morning I woke up and looked out my window. It was really bright and there was snow. I rushed up to the kitchen. I wrapped up warmly,as before. I trudged about before I could stand the cold no more. A bit annoyed, I came back in and took off my boots and rushed to the radiator. Now the reality hit me, it was going to be the exact same as last year.

Last year, we had the snow, the snowball fights, the snowman but we also had the frozen pipes which means no water, we had heating bills and we were trapped, we couldn't move about without risking danger.

Let us hope that this year is going to be more similar to a dream than to a reality.
My opinion,
Zoe O' Connor

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Kerry Film Festival

Today I attended the Kerry film festivals main event.
I attended with Orla Diffily and we both thoroughly enjoyed it.

One of the main stars attending were Maureen O'Hara and Juliet Binoche.
I myself saw Juliet Binoche on "The late late show". She did not seem that into it.She did not even know what she was doing in Kerry.
Yet today she did know what she was doing and she seemed very emotional. Her speech was very touching and I really think she lived up to my expectations.
I have seen her movie, Chocolate. The sweet, emotional and caring character I loved seems to be real.

There was also more great awards given out. But shown here is my favourite.

Best Children's Short

Best Animated Short Film

The Polish Language

Best International Short Film

Drop Dead

Best Documentry Short Film

If these walls could talk

Best Narrative Short Film

Runners

Audience Award

The Christmas swim

Best short film

Passing

A Great day out,
Zoe



Friday, November 5, 2010

Thank you- Sarah Webb


I wrote to many an author. Irish and not. But the only reply I got was from Sarah Webb. This is what she said:

Hi Zoe,
I'm so glad you like Amy Green. Kerry is great - I was there 2 weeks ago - Tralee to do some library book events.
I love Clover too - she's so much fun and quite fearless. And Amy is a sweetie too. I also enjoy writing about Seth and Mills, although Mills does get a bit girlie sometimes! Wait till you read book 4 - she goes a bit bonkers over a guy!!!
I like writing about Irish girls as they are so cool and interesting, and I like the fact that girls in American and Poland and England are reading about Irish girls!
Routines - I write every day - mostly till about 2 - then I do the school run and do emails etc.
How did I become a writer? I was bookseller for years and then I decided to write my own book - Kids Can Cook - now I've done lots of books! Was it easy? No! It took ages to get that book published. A career? I became a full time writer 8 years ago - and I've loved every minute of it. But I do other things too - book reviewing, school visits, talking at festivals etc. Being a writer is a brilliant job and I love it. The best bit - meeting and getting emails from readers!
Thanks for your email, Zoe.
Best, Sarah X


How nice was that. I'm definitely going to read some more of her books and I will tell you when I do!

Three cheers for Sarah Webb!

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Shoes!

What do women really talk about.

The answer lies here. On a trip down from Dublin a conversation came up about shoes. I decided that I would interview Chloe McDonnell and Orla Diffily.
A mans dreaded conversation. Shoes!