Retell the tale of Pinocchio in a different time era.
You can pick eras from any culture, ancient or futuristic, and use elements from this period to bulid recognisable parts of this classic story.
On one day in the 1690s a man called Geppetto created a doll made of wood he called it Pinocchio. He had no son or family of his own and hoped someday he may have a child. The morning after he made the doll his dreams came true and the doll had came to life. ‘Are you the person who created me?’ Asked Pinocchio.
‘Yes I am Pinocchio my name is Geppetto,’ He replied, ‘But you are a doll how are you t...
In the year 3000, the world had changed beyond recognition. The skies were filled with flying cars, robots walked the streets, and humans had advanced beyond what anyone could have imagined. But despite all these advances, some things remained the same. There were still stories of magic and wonder, and one such story was that of Pinocchio.
Pinocchio was a robot, unlike any other. He had been buil...
The old man had always dreamed of having a son. But the day he was shanghaied he all but gave up on his dream.
He became the ship's carpenter and was in charge of repairs to the body of his new home. One day as he began his shift carving at the wood from sunrise to sunset whilst his shipmates were out pillaging local towns and harassing the King’s navy he would find himself joined by a small boy...
There was a man who loved inventing. From a young age said man would do his best to build himself things that would keep him entertained at the time. However as the man grew older he began to realize that the things he once built that’s purpose was to bring him joy, no longer did so. If anything, the man felt compelled by his own creations and by everyone around him. The man felt alone, surrounded...
“Agent Pino, under our custody at last.” The Coachman sneers, pacing back in forth, coin tumbling through his hands as he walks. An intimidation technique, one that I found more pathetic than frightening. I work my hands back and forth under the table, my wooden joints crying in protest as I work them down, using the cuffs as a makeshift saw.
“Long time no see old friend.” A calm facade covers m...
“It’s a paradox, isn’t it?”
Lynn had been pretending to scratch her nose to cover a yawn. She had been up since five cleaning the house then getting the kids off to school and herself to work. They were down three social workers at the Intermediate Unit and she knew the minute she got home a pile of things undone would be waiting by the door. Lynn had been deciding on rotisseire chicken or froze...
Dinosaurs have fascinated and captivated people of all ages and backgrounds for decades. They lived millions of years ago and were the dominant creatures on the planet for over 150 million years. In this essay, I will explore the world of dinosaurs, including their physical characteristics, feeding habits, and their eventual extinction.
Dinosaurs were members of the group called reptiles, but the...
Christopher Columbus was an Italian explorer who is widely credited with discovering America. Born in 1451 in Genoa, Italy, Columbus came from a family of merchants and learned the trade at an early age. He became interested in navigation and began sailing at a young age, gaining experience on trading trips to the Mediterranean and Aegean Seas.
In 1492, Columbus set out on a journey to discover a...
I don’t know what happened to my life. Well, wooden life. I don’t know how I accidentally impaled my fake father.
It happened when I reached high school. I still hadn’t become a boy, my nose become so long daily that the fairies decided to reset it every day or I’d die.
I was walking to school and some guy said I looked ugly. I lied and said I was getting plastic surgery. One nose chunk goes up....
The well known little kid, who was made of wood
He started out growing, in the place of no good
Running and yelling, for no human ears, to even hear
He and his mates, had an attitude, with wood to wear
There was nothing to do, or even food, to cook and eat
Their shoes were missing, and they had splintered feet
Then one wonderful, different kind of day, Giuseppe showed
The smiles and drops of t...
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