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The Railway Children by Huzaifah


Posted by 5s | Posted in General News | Posted on 02-05-2013

The Railway Children

The cottage was dark with ripped walls and dusty floor boards which creaked when you stood on them, scaring Bobby and her brother and sister. “Eek! What was that,” shouted Roberta. “It’s only a rat,” replied Mr Perks, “You’ll see a lot of them in winter,” then he left. “Mother, do we have to stay here,” Asked Phyllis the youngest. “Yes, and say no more,” replied mother. Come into this room and help me light up some candles,” She commanded. Then they all went into a rather small room with an outstretched table and two candle holders.

After lighting up the candles, they sat on some piled up chairs which screeched when you separated them. As soon as their mother placed some food on their palates they quickly gobbled it up as if they hadn’t eaten in days. After that they all crept up the towering stairs and into a cold bedroom with a big straw bed which they slept the whole night in.

In the morning the sun glittered down towards the cottage, which opened mother’s eyes. Then she slowly got up from the bed and took a loud yawn and stretched. “Children, wake up “she called. Hearing this they each got up from the bed and ran down the stairs, into the dining room and sat on the chairs that they had moved the day before and waited for mother to come and serve their breakfast. Then mum came with a fey oatmeal biscuits. “Is that all we are going to eat,“ asked Peter.

“I’m afraid so replied mother, the lady who I had hired to give us food, just left us with this,” she replied.

After eating, they all went outside to play. When they went out they decided to out from the back and there they had found out where the garden was. It was really small with a long fence around it and a large gate. Then they all heard a big rumbling sound , which then got louder and louder. Peter wanted to go to see what is was so he opened the gate, which squeaked as if it had woken from a deep sleep. When they had got past the gate, they saw a long black train that let off steam from the front. Behind them was a railway station with what looked like a child by himself. The children curiously ran towards him.

When the children finally arrived at the station they were on the opposite side of the track than the boy so they called him to come to them and as he did so they heard the same noise they had heard in the garden. Then in a flash a train came racing towards him like an angry bull. Then Peter ran onto the track and pushed him off, he had just saved his life.

“What were you thinking,” exclaimed Peter, “You could have died.” “Come on, I will take you to my house,” he continued. They all knew that their mother wouldn’t be happy with them. Still they carried on walking with the boy, where their mother was waiting. Running they entered the house, leaving the boy in the garden with their mother. “Hi, my name is Andy and your children have saved me from dying in a train accident and they are really friendly and kind.

“Please let me live in this house with you for a few days,” pleaded the boy “and by the way

what is your surname,” he asked.

“Owens replied mother,” then she led him to a room. Inside it was a little straw bed, which was right next to the window.

“This is your room,” said mother.

When mother left he got a piece of newspaper and handed it over to peter. It said “Mr Owens, owner of red brick villa, is arrested for stealing money while on his job as a banker.

Peter’s heart sank, “Dad would never do any such thing he thought to himself.

After reading this Peter ran off and went to find the boy. Then he saw the boy chatting with his mother and his two sisters. After thinking for a minute or two, he finally thought of a plan. He went into the room and asked if he could talk to him for a few minutes.

After they said yes he went outside with the boy following him. Then, when they were in a quiet spot Peter asked him, “Do you know how to get my dad out of prison.

“Yes I do and I will try my best to do so,” he replied.


The Railway Children by Sumayyah


Posted by 5s | Posted in General News | Posted on 02-05-2013


The three children left the sunshine behind, as they entered their new dark and isolated cottage in the distant part, of the countryside. Carefully, looking under the hard, damp mat Bobbie, who was the eldest, picked up the dirty and slightly bent key and placed it in the small key hole, in the door. As she pushed the old, wooden door open, it moaned as if it was a ghost from the dead.

The beautiful, shimmering moon shone down on them and the wind rushed over their cold, pale faces. You could see the frightened looks. When they walked inside, there was no warm, blazing fire no glowing lights, not even a mouthful of delicious supper and most importantly there was not a happy house maid in sight. Suddenly Phyllis screamed, “What’s that”

“It’s just a creepy rat” said Peter                                                                                                                                                                    “STOP IT!” Yelled Roberta, in a kind way, ”It’s not going to help”. Candles were lit and nobody spoke a word, through supper, at all their thoughts were on father.


The next day, a gorgeous sunrise could be seen from the cottage window. Peter, who was wide awake by now, knocked on the girls’ bedroom door and excitingly yelled “Wake Up! I’m hoping to explore the large, green fields before breakfast.                                                                                                                                  Phyllis quietly whispered “But what about mum? She says we shouldn’t go on an empty stomach.” Bobbie interrupted their argument and suggested that they’ll only go for a while, because mother was ill.

As the children ran into the lovely field, Bobbie noticed that Peter was missing and she mumbled under her breath “Where is that trouble of a boy?”

Phyllis exclaimed to Roberta (Bobbie) “I’ve found him! He’s by the railway station”, she thought for a while and replied “He’s taking some coal.”

Suddenly, Mr Perks, the station master, grabbed Peter by the collar of his top then shouted “What do you think you’re doing young man, stealing from this important station? What kind of thief are you lad?”

“Please sir, it’s for my mother, don’t you believe me?

“No I don’t, so that’s why I’m calling the cops, they’ll get rid of you.”


“STOP!”, bellowed  Bobbie and Phyllis “We can explain.” So they explained, their mother had become weak and ill as well as them living in a demolished, dirty house their father was missing and they had become poor with hardly anything to live on.


“Right then you little thieves,” he grumbled” I’m taking you to your parents, because I don’t believe you!”

“Great” Peter whispered to the girls “now we’re in for it.”As the children solemnly trudged to their dinky home, the station master stared at the gloomy house and then asked, “Is this your home?”

“Yup” answered Peter, ”Now do you believe us?”

“I’m afraid I’ll have to.”


When Bobbie knocked on the strong, firm door, their mother, who was dreadfully tired, opened it and got a huge shock. There she saw all her children, Bobbie, Peter and Phyllis. Why was she shocked? Well I will tell you, it was because she saw them with Mr Perks their good old friend. But he wasn’t there to say hello, he was there, because the children were in deep trouble and to see if they really were that poor or if it was just a small fib they were telling him.


Walking into the creepy and scary home, Mr Perks was horrified. Small cracks could be seen in the roof so the screeching sound of bats just sounded louder and cobwebs were all over the place even if you cleaned it every day, As well as the  squeaky doors, smashed plates and cups, broken lights and candles blown out every half an hour, it was disgraceful. Trying not to feel too sorry for them, he stuttered a farewell and goodbye.


A few weeks later, inside the delightful little station, Mr Perks was thinking about what he had seen and heard that day. The chuffing train whistled by, whilst the colourful, tiny birds sang beautifully like trying to lullaby some lively children to sleep.


Rat a tat! “Mother,” cried Phyllis “Somebody’s at the  door?”

“Well please answer it then dear” replied mother. So she did. When Bobbie heard that she rushed down stairs hoping that it would be father, but it wasn’t. You probably knew it, yes it was Mr Perks and you also know why he came.”Good morning” came the cheerful sound of Mr Perks, ”Good morning” was the reply from Peter, who had rushed to the door in just the nick of time.”I need a little discussion with your mother.”

“Ok?” came the confused reply.

So they discussed.



The Railway children by Raeesah


Posted by 5s | Posted in General News | Posted on 02-05-2013

The Railway Children


Before they left the city their Papa gave them a wave with his red handkerchief and they set of to the train.

After an exhausting journey on the train the family entered the small isolated cottage in the dark, thundery weather. The small brown arched door creaked open with a loud screech from is sleep.

As they walked in slowly the darkness swallowed them. Mr Perks, the porter, who helped them with their luggage, exclaimed to them that there were rats and mices all around the house so BEWARE.

The bright moon came out and the shining stars sparkled in the dark hours of the night. Roberta the eldest from the children put Peter and Phyllis to sleep on the wooden beds, who gave out a cry under their weight. The oldest slept on the hard floor on a dusty mat. Mum did not go sleep but just sat there staring at the children thinking about their loving and kind father.

The next sunny morning, the children had decided explore in the long uncut grass fields. As they were strolling happily on the lush lime grass Phyllis asked Roberta, “What are those flowers called?”

Roberta replied, “That one is called a daisy and the other one next to it is called a blue bell.”

Phyllis said, “Those flowers look beautiful waving in the wind.”  They could fell the wind caressing their face as they walked slowly.

Walking to the edge of the forest Roberta heard a neighing and squealing noise down below. Peter peered down and saw a horse that had trapped its leg in the railway. He was in shock. Not just that but the signal box was high and was green.

Phyllis quickly jumped behind Bobbie and clutched her hand. They ran down the embankment and saw the horse. Peter and Phyllis flew back to their cottage and told mum. Mum ran to the railway and helped to free the horse’s leg out of the cutting.

Whilst mum scraped the rocks away from the metal rail Phyllis and Peter wiggled the railway line which was luckily loose. Roberta walked to the signal box and told Mr Perks to change the signal to red so the train could stop. Grasping the leaver firmly he tugged desperately and when the train came it stopped immediately. The horse was saved and luckily nothing was damaged with it.

Just then Roberta noticed the wave her Papa gave her at the beginning before they left the city.  Her father stepped out of the train with his red handkerchief. He exclaimed, “Bobbie, Peter, Phyllis and Emily my dear wife!” Phyllis ran to Papa and hugged him tightly.

Together they all went happily in the small shivering cottage and stayed there.



The Railway Children by Maariyah


Posted by 5s | Posted in General News | Posted on 02-05-2013

The Railway Children

Finally, they had arrived at their new destination. Bobbie, Peter and Phyllis all looked out to see the fields and the woods. As they got out of the steam train, they tiredly trudged up the hill behind the porter. It was very exhausting as the path was muddy and rocky. Phyllis flagged behind the others. Everyone was weary and was ready for bed. They slowly approached the dilapidated house. As they opened the door, which had cracks in. It yawned open from its deep sleep.

Everyone hesitantly go into the old cottage. “Come on children, help me light some candles over there,” said mother. “Mother I hate this cottage there are mice everywhere, it is cold and there are cracks in the ceiling,” complained Phyllis.

Bobbie, Peter and Phyllis went upstairs to their unpleasant rooms. They got ready and climbed into bed. He beds cried under their weight.

The next morning, the children were awoken by a loud chime of a bell. They rushed down stairs to see their mother sat down writing. “Mother, what are you doing?” exclaimed Bobbie, whilst rubbing her face. “I am writing poems and little books to sell to the neighbours so we can get some money my love,” said her mother tiredly.

Bobbie, peter and Phyllis left their mother aloe and breakfast. After having breakfast they went upstairs and got ready. Minutes after, they went outside to see the sun beaming in the clear sky. This cheered them up. The neighbours were out planting some beautiful flowers.

Bobbie made a suggestion that they should explore the fields and railway station. A little while later, the children were exploring the wonderful fields. When suddenly they heard a loud rumbling noise, which sounded like a dragon, coming from the nearby cave. They decided to investigate this unusual, strange sound. Just as they got to the old, grubby fence a train came zooming out of the dark and gloomy cave. They then went to the nearby station.

As they approached the small village station Roberta, peter and Phyllis calmly strolled onto the stone platform. At the end of the station there sat a quiet, old man, who seemed like he worked there. The children came near to the man. “Hello!” said Phyllis, “What is your name?”

“My name is Charlie Smith, the ticket collector,” he replied, “What are your names?”

“My name is Roberta, Bobbie for short,” she replied.

“My name is Peter,” he maturely replied.

“And my name is Phyllis.” The children sat next to the old man.

Hey chatted for a very long time. When Phyllis interrupted, “We must be getting home; it soon will be story time.”

“I have some stories. They are really interesting!” Mr Smith said. They sat there listening to stories all evening.

Every noon they would go to the old gentleman and listen to his wonderful stories, which got them engrossed. They would spend hours listening to him. One very beautiful evening, when the children went to the station, they noticed the small bench at the end was empty.

The children rushed home to get there binoculars. They searched the fields and railway station but could not find him any where. Finally they decided to tell their mother about this situation. “Mother you must come and help us find our friend!” said Phyllis. Without a moment to spare she pulled her mother along.

Minutes later, they were searching everything again. They came to the dark, deep woods. “I don’t want to go in the woods,” moaned Phyllis. She clutched her mother’s hand firmly.

The leaves and twigs crunched under their feet. Step by step they reached the centre of the woods. The sun pierced through the fiery leaves. Suddenly they heard a loud cry. Mother, Roberta, Peter and Phyllis ran towards the cry. There in front of them lay Mr Smith.

They ran to help him. Dark, red blood was flowing everywhere. “Bobbie quickly go home and fetch the first aid kit in the kitchen.” Roberta ran home and grabbed the kit.

Mean while, in the woods Mr Smith was in great pain. “What were you doing here?” questioned Phyllis,

just when Bobbie returned. Mother mended his wounded leg. They helped him up. With a limp they slowly made their way out of the forest.

When they got back to the village they took Mr Smith his house. “Take care of yourself,” said mother.

“I will, don’t worry,” he replied.

The next morning, they had a great celebration to thank the children for their great kindness. “I would like to give you a little thank you present on recuing me. How about a job here? You would be great.” Smiles spread across the children’s faces. “We would love to,” they cried out. So every day they would work there and after their long day of work Mr Smith would tell them story of the railway children and how their lives  had changed the day they came to the country side.


The Railway Children by Khalid


Posted by 5s | Posted in General News | Posted on 02-05-2013

As the children and their mother approached towards the old, wooden cottage, Bobbie glanced around the vast field of bare trees and uncut grass. She looked up at the dark, sky which sprawled across, as far as the eye can see, holding the glowing moon and the sparkling stars. Everyone jumped, surprised at the sound of bats rapidly flapping their wings and owls hooting. “What’s that?” Enquired Phyllis.

“Just a rat,” replied Peter. The children strolled nearer to the cottage and when they reached their destination, Bobbie carefully picked up the thick, red mat and fiddled to find the long key. She picked it up struggling to turn the lock as she slowly inserted it in the small keyhole. The small door finally opened with some manpower and it gave a loud creek. As Bobbie opened the door, she felt as if she was being swallowed by the darkness.

As the children settled into the cottage, they lit plenty of candles to give the small room a bit of light. Exhausted by their journey, the children sat down hungrily. “Can we have something to eat?” asked the children, their stomachs rumbling.

“Yes, but not too much though,” replied their, mother. He children rushed to unpack their food and they gulped it down ravenously. Five minutes later, when they had finished their food, they walked upstairs to their bedrooms. Peter was scared because he thought the panelled floor would give way. They went to sleep on the golden straw beds but they couldn’t fall asleep wondering why they had to be here.

The next few days went very fast for the children. All they did was sit by the railway watching the huge cats and trains go by. After that, they would go back to their old cottage to eat dinner.

One cold evening, while the children and their mother were eating, Bobbie went to re-light the fire that the howling wind had blew out. She slowly and carefully walked over to the large, dull fireplace and made a fire using firewood. Just then, Bobbie found a tiny, alcove hidden to the naked eye. She quickly slid the thick, heavy wall of stone and peeped around the hollow and cold room. Just when she was about to discover further, a low voice called from the other room. “Come on Roberta. Come on and finish your dinner,” said her mother. Bobbie quickly slid the stone wall back ad hurried over to finish her food. After dinner, the children went to bed of their small, straw beds. Bobbie wet to bed earlier than all of them because she wanted to wake up early and carry on discovering the secret room.

The next day was a sunny and glorious day. When she woke up, Bobbie changed her clothes rapidly and rushed down the wooden stairs. Within minutes, Bobbie was at the fireplace opening the secret door. When it was open, Bobbie called the other children to go with her. Walking with the other the children at her side, Bobbie proceeded further into the passage.

As soon as the children were in the middle of the dilapidated passage, Phyllis jumped behind Bobbie at the sound of rumbling rocks. “I can hear something. What is it?” asked Phyllis, petrified.

“Look there!” shouted Peter. Up above the ceiling had started falling in.

“Let’s get out of here!” screamed Peter. The children climbed up the huge stones and jumped above the hole to find the railway. “Oh no! The train will be arriving in three minutes and that cart is broken!” Shouted Roberta, at the top of her voice. There, in the middle of the track was a cart that had broken down and the wood that had dug into the horse. “How should we stop the train from arriving her? Yelled Phyllis, scared and worried, while Peter stood rooted to the ground as if he was stuck firm to the floor. “You two stay here,” Bobbie replied. “I will run to the signal box,” she continued, taking full charge of the desperate and tricky situation. Then with not a signal moment to spare, she was off, leaving a huge cloud of thick dust trailing behind her. As she was swiftly approaching the signal box, Bobbie heard a great sound of whistle far away in the distance. Then, some small pebbles and a clump of soil flew aside while a huge, grey cloud flew into the clear, blue sky blinding the beautiful view of the hilly countryside. “The train is coming. I need to act fast,” Bobbie muttered under her breath.

Soon, Bobbie found herself standing in front of a small signal box with a tall man sleeping on an oak wooden chair. Just then, the horse on the track gave a loud shriek which was drowned by the sound of the deafening roar of the train. The driver, a bulky man dressed in navy blue clothes, was just zooming past the great hills and old grass. Within minutes, the train was just a hundred metres away from the accident. “Stop the train!” Shouted Bobbie at the top of her voice. Still, the metal wheels of the heavy train carried on spinning rapidly as the signal man was still fast asleep while snoring heavily. Now Bobbie had to take charge of the situation. The train was not far away as Bobbie ran to the levers and grasped them. With all her might, she pulled the lever down but it wouldn’t budge. Then, with a final pull, the lever snapped.

Luckily, the train jerked just in time as it saw the signal to stop, while Bobbie turned pale white instantly and fell to the ground. After that, the man in the train quickly jumped out of the train and went to inspect the accident. He called the other people from the railway and the injured horse was treated. The tall driver asked the children what had happened and they said that their sister had gone to the signal box. Then, the driver and the children hurried over to the signal box to find Bobbie lying on the cold floor.

The Railway Children by Fiza


Posted by 5s | Posted in General News | Posted on 02-05-2013

 After a long journey of travelling on the train, they finally approached the country side. Mr Perks, the porter led them to the cottage. The walls were patched with wet fungi. The gates were broken. Bobbie who’s proper name was Roberta, cried, ‘’ what a horrible place were to live in.’’ the children left the sunshine behind and entered the dilapidated cottage that stood before them. Bobbie picked up the rustic key and slowly pushed wide the door, which rusty creaked on its rusty hinges.

They all stepped in. The door slammed shut. Nearly all curtains danced like waves in the ocean. Phyllis screamed, ’’AHH! I could hear rats and mice squeal and scurry and now ones crawling over my foot!’’

‘’ Don’t you worry darling. We’re all just beside you. We need to play poor for a few months,’’ mother sweetly whispered, holding her tight. Mum went to light a few candles. They all noticed that there was peeled wallpaper. Everyone huddled together silently. Mother, who broke the silent, told them to go to bed. There were only 2 rooms so the three children slept in one room whilst mother slept in her own. A few months had passed. They weren’t able to play out because of the cold weather. One sunny day, mum had told them to find a shop and bring some food. Mother had also said that they were able to play out for a while. They sweetly played. Peter, who was adventurous, roll polled down the hill. Next was Phyllis and then Roberta. They all landed on top of each other. They joyfully laughed. After having a lot of fun rolling down the hill, they had decided to play hide and seek. Roberta was it and peter and Phyllis were hiding. Peter hide behind the dancing trees and Phyllis hide behind a huge bush.

Then suddenly, they heard a strange noise in the distance. Phyllis called out for Bobbie. Bobbie immediately ran to Phyllis. Bobbie called out, ‘’peter Phyllis come here quick. Where are you? ‘’

Together they both replied, ‘’ were near a huge tree. ‘’ after a minute or so they had found each other.

The three children gladly went to investigate what was going on. As they drew nearer to the noise they realised that a man was shouting. The man was sitting in a broken carriage. He stuttered quietly, ‘’ I was crossing the railway tracks when my horse tripped and now has a deep cut in his leg. What should I do? ‘’ for a few minutes every one was silent. Peter, Bobbie, Phyllis, and the poor man all locked puzzled.

Suddenly, a fabulous idea shot into Roberta’s mind. ‘’ Everyone listen up carefully, ‘’ she exclaimed, ‘’ I’ve got a fabulous idea. We could run to the railway station and ask the man when the next train is going to come and then we could tell him to ring the vet.

‘’What a brilliant idea! ‘’ shouted peter.

‘’ Chop! Chop!’’ then said Phyllis. The three of them quickly ran to the station. They asked the station master, ‘’ when is the next train going to come. There is an accident. A man who was in a horse and carriage was crossing the tracks has a problem. His horse has hurt himself. Let’s call a vet. ‘’ Roberta quickly said.

The station master replied, ‘’ The train is coming in 20 minutes. I’m calling a vet right away.’’

After a few minutes, the vet arrived, ‘’what’s happened.’’ asked the vet puzzled. ‘’the horses leg had been injured. ‘’ replied Roberta. The doctor wrapped was wrapping a bandage on its leg when they could hear a train. Everyone gasped. Phyllis, who was the youngest, quickly took her bright red coat of and waved it like she had never done before. The train squealed whilst it stopped. In anger the driver stomped and shouted, ‘’what on earth are you doing! Do you know that the red flag means danger.’’ He looked down and saw everything.

The man in the carriage gave the three children 100 gold shillings. ‘’ Thank you’’ exclaimed Roberta, Phyllis and peter. ‘’Thank you for saving my life.’’ replied the man. They gave the money to their mother.  Mother, who was surprised, asked what was going on. Phyllis replied, ‘’ A man had hurt himself and we helped him. He was crossing the railway tracks and his horse got hurt. The train was coming and I saved his life by waving my coat and stopping the train. So he gave us shilling as a reward. ‘’ Mum was really pleased and she praised them.



The Railway Children By Faatimah


Posted by 5s | Posted in General News | Posted on 02-05-2013

As they looked quietly for the key to the house young Phyllis cuddled up behind mother. Roberta, who was the eldest, shivered as she picked up the key from under door mat and slowly opened the creaking door. It was cold and gloomy inside, the wind whistling in the trees behind them.

They walked hesitantly into the kitchen, the darkness swallowing them up. Suddenly Peter jumped.

“What’s that?” he asked in horror.

“Rats,” Bobbie (Roberta) replied. The children stared at the kitchen, looking at the old, rusty worktops and the dusty, wooden table, which stood in the middle of the room like a statue. Mrs Perks, the cook and cleaner, did not leave any food for them!

“I am starving! What are we going to eat?” exclaimed Peter.

“Mrs Perks has not lest any food. We’ll just have to wait until morning!” Mother replied gently, so the four of them went to sleep on their cold, small beds, which cried under their weight.

The next sunny morning, the children woke up early. As Mother was still sleeping they decided to explore the neighbourhood. Bobbie, Peter and Phyllis got changed into their pretty clothes and left a note for Mother just in case she was worried about them. Roberta carefully shut the door and held Phyllis’s small hand.

Peter rushed ahead, climbing up the rocky path. The children slowly strolled through the woods, looking at the magnificent plants and flowers.

“Can you hear trains?” questioned Phyllis.

“Yes let’s go and find them! Come on!” answered Peter.

Bobbie trailed behind thinking about her Father, “Where was he and when would he come home?”

Peter and Phyllis stopped. The called Roberta and told her to come quick. Heart thumping, she rushed worriedly towards them.

“Look horses!” Phyllis whispered quietly.

“Oh! I thought something bad had happened!” Bobbie sighed in relief. They sat on the wooden fence, watching the beautiful horses swiftly trot by.

After a while, Phyllis was tired and wanted to go home so the three of them turned around and walked back to the cottage. “Let’s go this way! There is a path!” Peter suggested with energy. Bobbie knew he would throw a tantrum if they did not listen to him so she agreed. The gentle breeze caressed their face. A red train whistled by. The children waved at the woman on the train and she smiled back.

Finally, they got home and entered to find a lady singing merrily whilst stirring a pot of soup. Mother hurried in the room, “Where have you been?” she said. “It’s nearly lunch time!” The family sat down at the old, wooden table. “Oh Mother, it was fantastic. There were horses and ponies and flowers. Even trains!” Phyllis endlessly chattered while Mother and Peter chuckled. Roberta quietly sipped her soup, wondering about her Father.

Every morning, sun or rain, the children would hurry to the railway station and wave to the lady on the 8:10 train. One morning the children decided to go early to the station so they could watch the gentle horses gallop by. Suddenly, Phyllis noticed a small, hazelnut horse limping on the track and without warning it collapsed, blocking the railway track. “Bobbie come on, we have to save the horse AND the passengers on the train!” Phyllis exclaimed, running towards the station. Peter and Bobbie ran after her.

“Wait for us,” yelled Peter, “you are running too fast!”

Finally they arrived at the station. Phyllis ran to the station Master and told him about the tragic accident on the train track. Bobbie spotted the kind woman, sitting on the small bench, waiting for the 8:10 train. The lady greeted Roberta with a warm hand. She was ever so nice

Meanwhile, Peter found a red flag and tried to wave it in the air so the black steam train would stop. The train was approaching, the whistling sound growing louder. “Come on! The horse will die!” cried Phyllis.

The station master hurried over to the signal box and put up a red light on the signal. Peter, who was worried, dropped the flag and rushed to the cottage to call Mother.

“What?” asked Mother, “a horse on the train track?”

“Come on! Hurry! I’ll explain on the way,” Peter replied.

They quickly the tracks, Peter blabbering on about the horse. A group of workmen, big and muscular, were digging out the tracks, heaving out the injured horse. The black train stood still at the station. Mother, who used to be a vet, did some tests on the horse to see if it was ok. Luckily the horse was alright!

The Lady, Edna, thanked Bobbie, Peter and Phyllis for saving her. If she was on that train then the horse would have been killed and the passengers would have been harmed! Edna got chatting with Mother and came home to the cottage for tea.

A month later, the children had settled in but Mother was unhappy with the décor and furnishing of the house. 2 days later a letter from Father appeared in the post…

Dear Mary, Bobbie, Peter and Phyllis

I hope you are all doing well. I am sorry that I have been away and left you in the countryside but it will all work out when I arrive back home. I shall tell you the reason why I have been away when I come to the cottage. The money in the envelope should help you to redecorate the house. I promise I will be home soon…

Love Father X x x

Mother and the children peered inside the envelope to find a cheque. They all cuddled up and sat on the sofa, reading the letter over and over. Later in the week Mother went to the decorating shop and spent the money on some new furniture, heating, lights and all the modern conveniences. Day after day Bobbie sat at the window waiting for Father to arrive but she never asked Mother about him. One bright day, a man in a black coat arrived at the door. The children ran up to Father squealing in delight…