Y5PH Writing

Date: 10th May 2019 @ 3:14pm

We've explored really powerful writing this week - inspired by a short film, The Piano. You can watch it on Youtube here.

We've all spent a lot of time editing and redrafting our narratives. Some children have typed up sections for you to read.

Sophia: Bang! The man lay lifeless on the ground. Blood was leaking quickly from the man' chest, staining his already filthy uniform. His friend scooped him into his arms and tried desperately to save him. But it was no use. He was dead.

The old man sat at the piano, lonely as can be. He played a tune that soared gracefully across the large, empty room like a stunning eagle. The room turned into an ocean full of memories, both joyful and devastating.

Suddenly, he saw himself as a young boy. He saw his Grandpa's arms holding a Snow White box with a turquoise satin ribbon wrapped around the outside. The boy's eyes lit up when he saw it. He took the box from his Grandpa without hesitation and carefully pulled on the ribbon, then lifted the lid. There it was, a beautifully hand-crafted wooden hobby horse. As quick as a flash, he grabbed the hobby horse and rode around on it joyfully.

He was at the piano again. His fingers tapped the keys of the piano, opening doors to the past.

In the dark, gloomy night stood hundreds of brave soldiers, who were shooting, hiding and trying to survive. Men were dying every minute. Bang. Click click. Shoot and reload, not a second to spare. Two soldiers dived behind a crumbling wall, desperate to survive. They shivered and shook, their hearts thumping inside their chests. The first soldier leaped out courageously and... BANG! Dead. Lifeless. The medic (the second soldier) ran out and scooped his friend into his arms. It was no use. The bullet had taken his life and the other man's hope.

Once again, he returned to the piano, when another memory came to mind.

He sat down at the dusty piano, then his beautiful, dead wife appeared out of the empty space and took his hand, holding it tenderly. They played happily together for what felt like an eternity. Playing, playing, playing. The man's heart warmed up and for the first time in many years, he wasn't alone. Carefully, the man's wife turned and brushed her lips across his face, then slowly faded away, back into the darkness. The warm feeling faded too but he still wasn't afraid to smile.

Once again the man sat at his dusty piano, but little did he know what surprise was coming next!

The man heard his front door open, then close with a click. The sound of wheels echoed across the hall floors. Slowly, the door to the empty room opened and the man's grandson came hobbling in on his wooden hobby horse, which was passed on from generation to generation. Carefully, the young boy placed his horse on the floor and he hopped up onto the piano seat, ending the tune and just like that, a new memory had been created. A touching smile formed on their faces and the man's son stood smiling, and standing in the doorway of the no longer empty or lonely room.

Siam: Bang! The shot was heard as the man peeked out to shoot but sadly he was shot and he was dead on the floor the medic tried to heal him but he died in the darkness. Finally they were not sad anymore and not bored of just playing this rusty piano that has spiders in it.

Daniyal: Suddenly, there was a flash of light in the darkness.It hit his heart- as hard as a brick hitting your heart and shattering.His comrade's heart fell silent and died in the darkness. The beautiful tune scattered across the room as he played gracefully.An aura of notes swirled into the air as the man played his memories alone.

Will T: BANG!! A shotcame out from a distance there was a scream as loud as as a mountain collapsing.

There was a old man, who was playing a dusty ,old ,ancient piano in a lonely , gloomy room . Every move his fingers made, more joy came into your ears. Just like that a gloomy lady came and sat beside the elderly man and kissed him then vanished into thin air. The lonely man was still doing the tune that filled your ears with pure happiness.

Then a young boy appeared (it looked like his grandson.)They both finished the lovely song together. As the Man pushed his finger against the last key,he had a sad memory.

The man was at a dusty wall, which looked like it was going to collapse.

James: A man scuttered along the rocky, bumpy floor. Boom Bang! Suddenly,a whistling bullet flew across the battlefield finding its way to a body of a poor,wounded man,lying still in a colossal pool of blood.

Two pairs of eyes darted at two different faces as they leisurely turned round and round. Their smiles beamed as they gently held each other's hand gradually getting tighter and tighter

Tilly: The enemy took aim at his target.Bang!A bullet shot through the air, flying across the battlefield. Just then, the man ,who collapsed on the dirty floor, was stained with a few drops of blood...

A man sat playing a grand piano in a dark room. Although the room was empty, it was like a waterfall washing down his memories.

The mans -as a boy, eyes grew wider and his heart grew bigger holding the present wrapped in fine Royal blue paper with a shiny , golden , sparkled  Bow finishing it off.

Will D: he enemy took aim then , bang! There was an ear shattering sound and lying down on the floor a man fell down dead...

Many years later. In an empty room , where music rushed through the air like an eagle gliding down to safety . A man and a piano were in the middle of the room like old friends and it was like the piano communicated by playing its symphony song .

Years before that. The boys eyes grew wider and wider and his pulse grew faster and faster as the arms of an unknown person handed over the present like it was a gift sent down from heaven. He put it on the ground and carefully opened it. Then after a few seconds he realized what it was, it was a hobby horse! Suddenly , he jumped up and had a ride around the piano but he turned into a real boy ,the mans grandson then they played together. 

Then there was a glow in between them, then his wife appeared and joined in with the beautiful song. Now all three of them made their fingers touch each note with perfection , but then the wife kissed the man and waved goodbye to the both of of them and disappeared into thin air.

The medic held his friend in his arms whilst he was dying . Blackness devoured the sky as the medic tried to save his friends life. He felt the guilt as he imagined his family when they found out. So there he was in a war zone holding a dead body.

His mind suddenly went blank , there were no more memories , which were sad, everyone had gone except one , it wasn't a memory, it was better - His grandson. Everyone had died exept his grandson . So they finished the song side by side smiling.