I never would have guessed what was coming. I mean, it is pretty hot here in Australia but never before had the red earth been so scorched. Never before had the air emitted such heat. Never before had the leaves shrivelled on their branches and crumbled to dust. We were having one of those big meetings when the koalas in the outback united to speak about something important.
“Gather round, my fellow friends, gather round,” said Alpha Jestin, the leader of our group. “We are here to discuss The Warming – a very serious problem far to the West. Whatever you do, don’t go anywhere near it! You will surely suffer a terrible death.” He seemed to be looking directly at me; probably just my imagination.
“The Warming!” The words echoed inside my head, releasing a gust of excitement throughout my body. What could he mean? I turned to Henry, “Let’s go and have a look!” I hissed.
“I’m not sure,” Henry looked aghast.
“Just a peek - come on, Henry! I know you want to.”
Henry smiled wryly. I grinned.
We flew through the Eucalyptus trees. I loved it. Jumping from branch to branch. This was truly an adventure. “Race you to the river,” I cried.
When I got there, I stopped dead. What met my gaze was unbelievable. Flames enveloped the trees along the banks with long claws of heat. Fire! Was this The Warming? How had it happened? Humans – it had to be. Those two-legged demolishers of nature.
“Nico!” It was Henry. The fire had reached the copse of trees we were in. The flames crept up the trunks like snakes coiling around their prey. This was it. Death would soon take us. I was a fool to have dragged Henry into this! We stayed, huddled together on the branches. Our only hope rested on the shoulders of humans. Only they could rescue us now, but would they?
Nicolas Minguela Espinosa de los Monteros, age 11
Laude San Pedro International College
The Triumphant Life of Tyson
As the dust cloud settled over the African wilderness, there stood the majestic silhouette of Tyson, a large adolescent Black Rhino.
Tyson’s life had not been easy. Born on a game farm in Zululand called Ubizane, his first year was a joyful time. His parents were large and protective and he had lived a trouble-free life.
Tyson had loved going to the watering hole, where impalas, giraffe, kudu and warthogs would drink as the sun set over the savanna, throwing long shadows over the rippling water. He had thoroughly enjoyed chasing the baby warthogs until one day a mother warthog had chased him back. Thankfully, his father had been there to protect him.
When he was a year old his world had come crashing down; he had woken to his mother’s mournful groans as she lay next to his father’s lifeless body. Poachers had made it into the reserve during the night and shot his father for his horns. Why did so many people think that crushing rhinos’ horns into powder could be used as medicine?
From then on, the threat of the poachers was always there.
One day a few years later, he woke up confused and dazed, with a sense that something had changed. He stamped the ground so hard making a huge dust storm. As the dust settled he saw the silhouette shadow of a majestic black rhino without a horn. The game rangers had decided to have him dehorned so as to save his live.
Rhino poaching has increased 9000% since 2007. There are now only 5000 Black Rhinos left in Africa.
Thankfully Tyson is one of them.
Luke Van Rooyen, Age 11
Laude San Pedro International College
The End of the World
Time had moved quickly, there was nothing, absolutely nothing. Towns and buildings had fallen, the streets were slowly rotting. Plants and weeds grew everywhere. There was no food and only dirty, polluted water remained. Aeroplanes lay crashed into the water and cars lay rusty by the toppled buildings.
There were just two people in the entire world trying to survive. They were tired and had been walking for longer than they could remember. They were starving and thirsty. The wind was cold and cruel and the seas and rivers were piled high with plastic and rubbish. They tried many times to fish for food but all of the fish had become extinct as their home was turned into a rubbish tip.
Some years later there were no humans left, all of the houses and towns were old and empty and any clean water had dried out. It was getting hotter and hotter each day.
For now, there is no life left on the planet… maybe something else will live on the planet one day?
Elvira Floden, Year 5
International School Estepona
The Beauty of the Sea
As the sun slowly rose in the rich, royal orange sky, Conner woke up, put his clothes on, had breakfast and happily went outside. As he walked around the deck, he thought about how calm and relaxed he would be on his vacation on the cruise. Conner took a water bottle out of his pocket and heard the seagulls squawking and the waves as he drank it. After, he threw the bottle into the sea and went inside for his fishing rod.
When Conner started fishing, every one fish out of five he caught were dead. When he got tired, he ate a packet of crisps, threw it into the ocean and caught one last fish. Since he had stayed up late last night, Conner put his fishing rod and the bucket of fish in his dormitory and stretched his body out on a deck chair. Since there was no one around him, Conner was put to sleep by the silence.
Suddenly, a turtle went up to the surface and found Conner sleeping on the silent deck. With a slow voice the turtle told him, “Young man, please don’t pollute the ocean or the fish your species eat will be full of the plastic that you throw into the ocean and you might get sick. Maybe if you stop polluting, less people will be sick.” After saying that, the turtle went back into the dark water.
Slowly, a colossal whale came up to the surface, found Conner and said with a deep voice, “Young man, please don’t pollute or there will be more natural disasters and the ice layers of the poles will melt. If you don’t stop you will end up destroying the world.” When he finished, he went down into the depths of the ocean.
After some time, Conner woke up and realised he had been sleeping for one hour. As he got up, Conner drank a can of coke but just as he was going to throw it into the sea he saw a whale, a turtle, a group of dolphins and lots of other fish looking at him. He realised that the ocean was important to the Earth and he couldn’t destroy it. Conner hesitated and after a few seconds he lazily put the can in the bin.
Juan Rafael Cabezas Rambla, Age 9
Swans Primary School