Creative writing 11 plus - stories, descriptions and letters

November 28, 2021 James M

This covers 11 plus descriptive, story and letter writing for all schools / levels

Creative writing 


Contents 


  1. Story template 
  2. Story plan example 
  3. Example of a good story 
  4. Example of a bad story 
  5. Example of a good letter
  6. Example of a good description
  7. Example of a bad description
  8. Creative writing checklist 





























Story template 


Beginning 


It was a calm day as I ______

The sun was smiling in the ______________

I felt ______________ because ___________


Build up

After I ________, I _________

The ____ was like  a _________ because _______

There was an atmosphere of __________


Problem 

Suddenly, _____________

My heart was filled with _________

Unless I ________, I would surely _________


Resolution

Thankfully, ________

I managed to _______ because _______

After ________, I ______


Ending

I learned that ___________

In future I would be more careful of ________

Happily, I went off to ________







Story plan example - things to include 


  1. Beginning
  2. Build up
  3. Problem 
  4. Resolution
  5. Ending 


SAMOSAP 

simile 

adjective

metaphor

onomatopoeia 

sense language 

adverb

personification 


ESCAPE

ellipsis

semi colon

colon

apostrophe 

parentheses 

exclamation mark 

check SPAG - spelling, punctuation and grammar 












Example of a good story



Write a story where a character goes into a shop and finds something unexpected


Rosie strolled happily into the pristine store; today was her birthday and her heart was bursting with expectation. It was time to receive the gift her parents had promised her: a new phone. The atmosphere in the store was bustling as the Saturday shoppers streamed in out of the sunshine.

As Rosie was browsing she noticed an odd looking man lingering near the back of the store. She didn’t pay him much attention but this discovery was soon to have devastating consequences. Rosie was gleefully talking to one of the staff members when caught a movement out of the corner of her eye….


“Everyone get down!” screamed the man, his face red with fury. “I want everyone’s phones and valuables on the floor. If you refuse you will regret it!’ Everyone scattered through the shop, tripping in panic. The man was a stealthy lion prowling among his prey. Rosie’s heart was filled with fear and horror - she would have to relinquish the phone she had just paid for. The cruelty of the situation twisted her stomach like a razor ripping into her flesh. The man had begun to grab the valuables in a dirty looking backpack and was about to confidently exit the store…..


Suddenly there was an explosion of movement outside the shop on the busy street. Fortunately, a local police car had been patrolling outside and the officers had caught a glimpse of the man’s odd behaviour. They had sprung into action! Grabbing the man boisterously, they took him to the floor and confiscated the precise valuables. Rosie breathed a sigh of relief - her phone was saved. 


Eventually, order was restored as the sun smiled overhead. Shocked onlookers relayed the story to one another. Everyone graciously thanked the police for their brave intervention. Rosie now knew to expect the unexpected after her unpleasant discovery….



 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 



 


 

Example of a good story 

 


 Write a story about a childhood experience 


The pensive sky was filled with rushing grey clouds, illuminated by the lights of the fun fair below. I stood wearily in the bitter cold, flanked by my shivering parents as we stood in the cramped queue.  


Winter Wonderland was the highlight of the festive season; families and tourists flocked eagerly from all over London, sampling the seasonal delights and treats, marvelling at the whirling dervish of colours and excitement. This year, 1999, was bigger than ever – it seemed as if the fair was engulfing the whole of Hyde Park, growing onwards as if greedily consuming the whole city in celebration. 


Finally, we crossed the threshold. The murmuring of the masses filled my ears like chanting. My nose was smothered with the sweet smells of candy floss and waffles. Drunken tourists stumbled blindly from bar to bar, eagerly gulping down glass after glass of beer and blood red mulled wine. 


I tugged at my mother’s arm and pointed. Past the roller coasters and cafes the lake shone like an icy lance of steel, cutting cleanly through the park. Jubilant children rushed backwards and forwards, skimming over its surface like polished stones.  


“Are you sure, dear?” enquired my mother. “The lake looks very cold. We wouldn’t want you to fall in or have an accident”. She frowned nervously but could see the resolute expression on my face; my mind was made up! Moments later I was in the queue, looking out over the vast tapestry of the lake, framed by trees and illuminated by the faint moon. 


My breath fogged like steam around me as the lake attendant fixed my boots on. They sternly clamped my feet; all of a sudden my limbs became turgid lumps of rock, pulling me into the ground. My mother and father laughed at my fumbling. 


“We’ll be watching dear. Try not to fall over!” said my father. He tried to smile but a hint of nervousness crept into his face. After all, I was being pushed out into the great unknown of the lake, with only my fellow skaters for company.  


Once I was on the lake, my stiff limbs scampered with short, awkward steps. I briefly lost my balance, grasped at the empty air and then corrected myself. In a few moments I was gliding effortlessly through the darkness, faster and faster, the children around me brief shadows that flitted from side to side. As I flew through the night the chilled air stung my face but I couldn’t help grinning.  


A noise distracted me. I was far from the shore now – the dark of the park and surrounding trees had swallowed me, the twinkling beacons of the fair were a distant memory. It sounded like a shout but it was muffled by the piercing wind. I could see the faint outline of two figures. Were they my mother and father? I couldn’t see in the gloom, but their faces wore an expression of panic, for the ice had begun to crack near the shore. Within a few moments all the skaters might be plunged hopelessly into the icy depths, with no hope of rescue. At this stage I knew nothing of the danger, and continued to loop and spin through the air.  


It was only when I got closer to the shore that I heard another sound. This was definitely one of fear. A young blond child was crying, tears streaming down her red face. Her mother was hugging her and shouting violently at the members of staff. I now knew something was terribly wrong.  


It was then that I heard the first sound, like a faint clicking or scratching. Then through the gloom, I could see a faint line growing beneath me, tracing its way between me and the shore. The ice was breaking! I had no time to think and so just reacted, making my way to the nearest section of shore, stumbling spasmodically. With relief I grasped the rough branches of the hedge and could see, through sweat drenched eyes, my parents rushing along the bank side.  


“That was a lucky escape, son” gasped my father. A few more seconds and we might have lost you. 


“You’re never going skating again!” screamed my mother.  


We made our way solemnly back along the banks of the river, eyeing the contrite staff who were being questioned by security.  


As the gloom darkened into thick night, I looked back on the pristine lake and marvelled on how lucky I was to escape with my life………. 



Example of a bad story 


The Accident 


I woke up. I walked down the road to get some food. I was tired. 


I was hungry so I went to a Mcdonald’s. The queue was very very very big.


I didn’t want to wait so I went to the toilet. Inside the toilet it smelled very very bad. When I flushed the toilet the water came out and I was sucked into the toilet. I was being sucked into the toilet! I was sad.



A couple of hours later, someone heard me crying from in the sewer and helpled me out. I smelled bad.


In future, I learned not to be flushed down the toilet. 










Example of a good letter 


Ealing High School


Uxbridge Road


23rd June 2012


Dear Head teacher,


I am writing this letter because I believe that more equipment is needed for the school gym. I hope you will consider my point of view. The most important items we need are running machines and a trampoline.


The first reason I believe this is because exercise makes a big difference to the way that people feel. 80% of students have said that exercise makes them happier and gives them more energy. Surely you can see why more equipment is a good idea?


The second reason I believe this is because lots of young people are overweight these days. For example, 1 in 4 young people in the UK are obese. This is a clearly a disgrace - getting more exercise at school would be an ideal way of tackling this problem.


It is true that some people disagree with me. They say that the new equipment will cost a lot of money, and that the school could use this money to buy more computers or books. However, this is not correct. If the students aren’t feeling happy and healthy then it doesn’t matter what other resources they have. They won’t be motivated to use them – that’s why the gym equipment is more important!


In conclusion, gym equipment is a priority for the school. I know that many other students feel the same. I hope that you will consider this letter when you look at the spending budget for the school.


Yours sincerely,


(Student name)


Bad letter 





Example of a good description 


The Beach 


 


Carefully choosing their places among the sea of sunbathers, the new arrivals to the beach lay down their towels on the glistening sand as a red-faced toddler chants, "I want ice cream, I want ice cream!" as he passes the multicoloured van with his already exasperated mother. 


  


 


Lounging on their luxurious houseboats, the wealthy residents of the marina gaze out to sea, watching the gentle waves move against weathered rocky outcrops.  On one of the larger houseboats, a family of five dine on a bronzed lobster talking happily to each other. 


Scuttling along the sea-stained sand, crabs of all shapes and sizes frantically make their escape from determined rock poolers.   


 


Wielding her flimsy pink net, a young girl of around five perches on a boulder, laughing joyously as she scatters shrimp and prawns alike. Staring happily at his collection of shells, a young boy laughs as the waves lap at his feet.   


Ice cream in hand, his mother watches him lazily from under the cheap, colourful umbrella.  As if on a mission, a younger boy of around three digs at the sand, sweating as the sun beats down on him. 


 


On a cliff, high above the beach, stands an aged man, grimacing at the inferior beings below.  Clad in a huge overcoat, heavy black boots and a scarf wrapped around his neck, the greying individual turns and begins his journey home. Carelessly floating on a pair of lilos, two teenagers talk ceaselessly - breaking out in laughter and falling off their bright pink lilos every so often.  The scent of hotdogs makes them hungry as they drag their lilos to the shore, intent on coercing their parents into  


opening their wallets. Rain begins to fall on the beach, awakening sunbathers and scattering beach goers.   As people start to pack up and leave, the rain grows heavier, causing bikini-clad girls to scream and take cover under umbrellas and food stalls.  Engines roar in to life, and the beach is completely empty. 




Bad description 


A busy airport 


 


Shops and cafes filled everywhere. People were very busy and noisy. I was hungry but didn’t know where to go. A woman was running around screaming, saying I want a burger!  Outside a plane roared by, like a fish. The toilets were full of people. In a cafe some children were playing football and annoying everyone. Outside the plane crashed - boom! The woman came to talk to me saying she was lost, but she still needed a burger. The day was hot and sticky. Lots of flashing lights lit up the departure gate like a christmas tree. There was the smell of smelly chickens and burning burgers.  



Checklists for creative writing 


Checklist for story writing

  • SAMOSAP BBUPRE 
  • SPAG
  • ESCAPE 
  • PLAN
  • make sure you answer the question 



Checklist for letter writing 

  • Letter heading 
  • complex sentences
  • ESCAPE Paragraphs 
  • plan 
  • vocabulary 
  • formal tone / language 
  • make sure you answer the question



Checklist for descriptive writing 


  • SAMOSAP
  • SPAG
  • ESCAPE 
  • PLAN
  • make sure you answer the question



Checklist for continuing the story 

  • SAMOSAP
  • BBUPRE 
  • SPAG
  • ESCAPE 
  • PLAN
  • make sure you answer the question


















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