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Countryside in all its glory!

October 9th, 2007

There was a little old cottage sat in the middle of the countryside. It wasn’t the greatest place to live but the view was spectacular. Every morning you could hear the birds singing and the animals grazing through the fields. All around, there were beautiful trees with green and gold leaves. In the distance you could see bumpy, green hills and mountains. The mountains were used as everyday family activities such as rock climbing and abseiling. There was also a huge river nearby. Every Sunday afternoon they would canoe race from the start to the end of the river. It was definitely a great tourist attraction. The weather was almost always wonderful. The sun stood gloriously in the heavens above beaming down onto the Earth below. The pavements were burning hot and not one cloud was in the air. The countryside in all its glory. It was like a beautiful painted picture. (It could even have been by the late, great Leonardo Da Vinci!) Anyway, speaking of painted pictures…
As you entered the small cottage, the smell of mothballs filled the air. On the right stood a beautifully carved wooden shoe place. Inside were only 4 pairs of shoes. High heels, slippers, a pair of trainers and a pair of sandals. On top of it were 3 pictures of a young couple on their wedding day. They were inside a silver frame with gold writing around them. They read ‘Happiest day of our lives’. The first room was on the left. The door was dark blue colour. It even had a blue knob. There was a plaque on it, which read ‘Football moments’. First thing you see when you open the door is blue, blue and more blue!! The room had blue wallpaper with the Chelsea F.C logo all over it. In the middle of the room was a blue football table. There were also many pictures of an old couple wearing a blue scarf and hat. Probably the only thing, which wasn’t blue, was the white laminated floor!
The next room was on the left. There was another plaque, which read ‘Bedroom’. The room had been kept very clean. In the middle of the room was a double bed with clean white sheets. In the corner was an old cupboard. The smell of mothballs was strongest here!
The next room was a small bathroom on the right. It had white tiles and the floor was laminated with white stone. The room was so shiny it would scorch your eyes!
At the end of the narrow hall there was a large living room. There were newspapers scattered all over the floor. There were empty paint pots all over the place! There were two rocking chairs sat facing the fireplace.
On one of the rocking chairs there was two beautiful portrayed paintings of an old man wearing a suit.
 It was so accurately drawn you could easily tell it was the same man in the black and white pictures and the picture at the football match. There was a non-portrayed, half-finished painting of what seemed to be just like the beautiful view of the outside of the house. Stuck on to the picture was a note.
It read,
Jane,
          Don’t forget to buy more paint from town. P.S don’t forget the car is still broken down. You have to use the bus.
Edward.
 
There was no T.V in the room but there was an old radio on top of a bookcase. There was a kitchen on the end of the living room. Sat on the counter were empty fish and chip boxes. It wasn’t a very comely home but it was obvious the people liked living here.
                                       By Mirshad

Entry Filed under: Causewayend, Schools

2 Comments Add your own

  • 1. Jenny  |  November 16th, 2007 at 3:13 pm

    This is excellent the way you have described the countryside and the glorious weather. And a room so shiny it would scorch your eyes. Great description
    David

  • 2. Academy  |  November 21st, 2007 at 12:15 pm

    I thought he really described the place in depth it was really enjoyable well done

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