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    Recrafted: 2018 – Group Two – Heaton Extension Writers Anthology
    Recrafted: 2018 – Group Two – Heaton Extension Writers Anthology
    Recrafted: 2018 – Group Two – Heaton Extension Writers Anthology
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    Recrafted: 2018 – Group Two – Heaton Extension Writers Anthology

    By Beaulah Pragg

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    What if Goldilocks had lived in modern times? What happened after Sleeping Beauty woke up? What if the wolf was just lonely, or the pied piper was a tech-savvy school kid? Welcome to Recrafted, an anthology of thirteen reimagined fairy tales by children from Heaton Normal Intermediate School in Christchurch, New Zealand.

    Stories included:
    Midnight Memories - Lucy Munro
    The Pickpocket in Poverty - Helius Tee
    The Dwarf’s Rebellion - Sienna Ford
    Elf of the Year - Emelia O’Leary
    Goldi and the Penthouse Suite - Lucinda Thompson-Quinn
    Maleficent’s Curse - Lukah Bennett
    The Runaway Princess - Maggie de Their-Hunt
    William’s Nightmare - Daniel Prager
    The Wolf - Bronson Reuben
    Goldilocks and the Magical Gem - Sithum Alahakoon
    Awake - Mya Cawood
    The Story of Piper - Charlie Walker
    The Different Child - Xavier Stewart

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBeaulah Pragg
    Release dateOct 26, 2018
    ISBN9780463738511
    Recrafted: 2018 – Group Two – Heaton Extension Writers Anthology
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    Beaulah Pragg

    Beaulah works for Christchurch City Libraries, as well as teaching creative writing and independent publishing. She is a founding member of the Christchurch Writers' Guild, a free and accessible space for new writers to find encouragement and support. Her novel, The Silver Hawk, is the first in a science fiction / fantasy trilogy for young adults.

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      Book preview

      Recrafted - Beaulah Pragg

      Recrafted: 2018

      Group Two

      Heaton Extension Writers Anthology

      Edited by Beaulah Pragg and Fran Atkinson

      Smashwords Edition (2018)

      Copyright © respective authors (Lucy Munro, Helius Tee, Sienna Ford, Emelia O’Leary, Lucinda Thompson-Quinn, Lukah Bennett, Maggie de Their-Hunt, Daniel Prager, Bronson Reuben, Sithum Alahakoon, Mya Cawood, Charlie Walker, Xavier Stewart) 2018

      Cover image by Beaulah Pragg using images from pixabay.com

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      Table of Contents

      Introduction

      by Beaulah Pragg and Fran Atkinson

      Midnight Memories

      Lucy Munro

      The Pickpocket in Poverty

      Helius Tee

      The Dwarf’s Rebellion

      Sienna Ford

      Elf of the Year

      Emelia O’Leary

      Goldi and the Penthouse Suite

      Lucinda Thompson-Quinn

      Maleficent’s Curse

      Lukah Bennett

      The Runaway Princess

      Maggie de Their-Hunt

      William’s Nightmare

      Daniel Prager

      The Wolf

      Bronson Reuben

      Goldilocks and the Magical Gem

      Sithum Alahakoon

      Awake

      Mya Cawood

      The Story of Piper

      Charlie Walker

      The Different Child

      Xavier Stewart

      About the Editors

      Other Titles

      Introduction

      Welcome to this anthology of recrafted fairy tales by students at Heaton Intermediate School in Christchurch, New Zealand.

      Over ten weeks, students learned about the history and structure of fairy tales, along with how to craft a short story.

      They then chose a fairy tale to recraft, using one of three approaches. First, they could pick a different point of view—eg. tell Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs from a dwarf’s point of view. Second, they could change the role of the main character—eg. make the Ugly Duckling a human boy. Finally, they could change the setting—eg. set Rapunzel in a prison camp.

      The class spent many weeks writing, story editing (making sure the plot made sense), and then copy editing (checking spelling, grammar and tense). After the course ended, Fran and Beaulah edited and proof-checked the stories, in preparation for publishing.

      We were both deeply impressed by the willingness of these students to return to their stories again and again over so many weeks, patiently working through layer after layer of feedback to make their work shine.

      We are proud of the stories they have produced and hope you enjoy reading them.

      Beaulah Pragg and Fran Atkinson

      Midnight Memories

      By Lucy Munro

      Footsteps bounce off the walls of the concrete corridor. I pretend to be asleep as they approach my cell. The whisper from Kade’s lips is barely noticeable, but my ears know the sound of each letter his mouth forms every night. Rapunzel, Rapunzel. Let me be with you tonight.

      I hear his keys collide with each other as he unlocks my door. All 143 keys hooked onto the one small loop, yet I’m the one he visits, I’m the one he is going to risk his life for in a few weeks time. I see through the bars in my door his dirty, blue uniform, once new and bright. That was when the Kade first joined the war, two years ago, thirteen years after the war began. The bolt from my door thuds, as Kade enters my cell. He sits next to me on my dusty mattress and unrolls the map of the camp we have drawn over the previous months. Our escape route is pencilled in faintly after being under development for many weeks.

      I try to imagine what the world will be like beyond the camp. I have lived here since I was 4 and this camp has become my home. Life in a prison camp isn’t as bad as you would think. The food is homemade, and we have the freedom to do what we like, within reason. Once you are old enough to work, you help out, looking after the little ones, working in the kitchens or gardens, or for the unlucky ones, get sent to fight. That’s what happened to my mother. Our house was invaded by the soldiers, and she was dragged away from my small hands and desperate cries. Ever since that day, I’ve never left this camp. I’ve never seen her again either.

      My memories swirl inside my head and fade to a dull grey. My thoughts are interrupted by Kade’s deep, melodic voice, If we left to the East Quarter at the same time, the guards could pick a trail and work out that we must be together, but if you stay in the East Quarter too long, then they’ll come and check on us. Which one do you think will be safer, Zelly?

      You’re overthinking things, Kade. The more details you add, the more that could go wrong. People are going to connect the dots. I mean, it’s not every day that prisoners or guards escape. To calm his nerves, I trace my fingers over his strong jaw and pull him into a loose embrace. We sit entwined with each other for a few minutes, taking long, slow breaths into the musty cell air.

      Our haven is broken by Kade once again. We should leave. Tonight. Right now.

      But how? I reply, wary of the consequences of being caught.

      We just leave. As simple as that. Throw away the plan and just let the wind carry us away. I don’t know if I can bear being away from you for any longer. I love you Zelly. We sit in silence for a while longer, and I finally speak.

      "You know that I love you Kade, but it’s too dangerous. Our escape is less than a month away, but it’s too hard to leave now. The best I can promise is leaving a week early. If we leave on a Wednesday, then the guards should be on the same roster.

      Kade kisses me gently on my hand and says, "I have to leave now. I don’t want to worry you, but some of the guards have begun to get suspicious, especially Officer Miller. They often ask why I’m always in E Block. I’m not sure how frequent our visits will become. No matter what Rapunzel, and I mean no matter what, I will make sure we escape this place, even if it’s the last thing I do.

      Goodnight. I love you.

      Night, I reply, my mood lifted by Kade’s visit.

      The next morning, Charlotte, Amelia and I begin to organise the supplies under my floorboards. We have three different piles on my floor; food, clothes, and everything else. We are sitting in a circle, all talking at once, at about three hundred words a minute. Other people wouldn’t catch a single word we’re saying, not only because of our uncountable inside jokes, but because of the flurry of words all at once. I’m really going to miss them. During our packing, I remind them of my promise to Amelia and Charlotte.

      You do know that once Kade and I escape the war zone, we’re reporting this camp to the other side. I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t be too happy about this. We’re going to look for Kade’s family and find anyone willing to help. If any of the soldiers or prisoners escape, we could liberate this camp or even other ones. Remember when Kade and I first planned to leave this camp, I said I’m getting you out of here? I’m keeping my promise.

      I look around the cell, and Amelia and Charlie have tears welling in their eyes. We collapse onto the floor and lie in silence. I wish moment like these could last forever, but my longing to see the outside world is too strong to ignore.

      Later that day I see Kade across the camp. He’s surrounded by a group of girls, quite clearly complimenting him. In all honesty, I don’t blame them. The thing about Kade is that he has absolutely no faults. He has messy light brown hair, too long to be short, but too short to be long. He is tall and muscular from all his work as a guard and ex-soldier. His piercing blue eyes and his sharp jawline could make any girl fall at his feet, but he is modest and pretends he doesn’t notice their obvious attempts to gain his attention. For the slightest of seconds, Kade and my eyes lock, and the corners of his mouth turn ever so slightly up. I smile to myself and head off once again.

      After dinner I sat in my cell thinking. This space has been my only place to call home for the past fifteen years. Every possible space in my cell is covered in drawings, each wall bursting with them. When I’m not with Amelia and Charlotte, who are practically my sisters, or busy with other chores, I am drawing on any scraps I can find with my precious HB pencil. Although I wish I could draw all day, I often work in the kitchens, cooking, organising food deliveries and occasionally helping the

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