Monti the Mole goes digging

Monti the Mole decided he would take a trip to treasure field festival in England to look for treasure.

He took with him a spade to dig, a hard hat to protect his head and a bag to put the treasure in.

Monti Mole went to the ticket box where the ticket man stood and asked the ticket man if he could have a ticket for treasure field.

“That will be ten pounds please” said the ticket man.

Monti paid the man with a £10 note and went to find a seat on the train.

Monti was very excited because this was the first time he had been old enough to go to treasure field festival.

Monti the Mole watched as the train passed trees.

He watched as the train passed farms, houses and parks.

He watched as the train passed roads, churches and schools.

He watched as the train finally arrived at Treasure Field station.

Monti the Mole took his spade, his hard hat and his bag and walked toward Treasure Field Festival.

Treasure Field Festival was very busy, with lots of mole’s friends and family waiting for him each with their own spades, hats and bags.

Monti the Mole found a spot in the field that looked like it would have some lovely treasure and began to dig.

He dug and dug and dug and soon there was a big hole.

Monti the Mole looked inside to see what he could find but the hole was empty.

“Oh dear there is no treasure, maybe I will dig another hole” he said,

And so he dug and dug and dug and soon there was another big hole.

Monti the Mole looked inside to see what he could find but inside the hole there was only a rusty metal hat.

“Oh dear this is not treasure, maybe I will dig another hole”.he said,

And so he dug and dug and dug and soon there was another big hole.

Monti the Mole looked inside to see what he could find but inside was a thick leather belt.

“Oh dear this is not treasure, maybe I will dig another hole”.he said,

Monti the Mole dug and dug and dug

He found a cup, a plate and a spoon

Monti the Mole dug and dug and dug some more

He found some cloth, a shoe and a metal pin.

Monti the Mole sat by a pile of things he’d found and looked unhappy because he had found no treasure.

Monti the Mole put the stuff in his bag and took them to his Aunties house at Tree Lane tube train station.

When he opened the bag his Aunty clapped and jumped up-and-down with joy and gave Monti the Mole a huge hug.

“You have found lots of wonderful things” she said

“You have a metal hat, a leather belt, a cup, a plate, a spoon, a cloth, a shoe and a metal pin, these are all Roman and they are very old and very special treasure” she said.

Monti the Mole smiled the biggest smile and put on the metal hat.

“I have found treasure, what a lovely adventure” he said.

Why I write a blog



"The beach with no name"

 For those of you following parts of my Writing Space blog, you will know I have been adding some art-work I have been painting these past few weeks, they are scenes of the sea that I have been lucky enough to have burned on my brain.

Painting them has made me wonder what it is all about: Life, experiences and our history. It makes me wonder why do we have it? What is it all for?

Having all the answers

Growing up I used to think, as most young people do, that I had all the answers – this thought was made even stronger when I was travelling and being thrown into the most bizarre and as one friend put it “fantasy” like situations but was able to cope as if nothing was out of the ordinary.


Me sat by "Nature's Window"
Kalbarri National Park, Australia

This ability to cope is not something I’ve taken for granted having seen friends in similar bizarre situations crumble. It’s something I know I’ve adapted to and learnt along the way – the part I find interesting and complex is “how” have I learnt these skills?

Take my painting as an example: I am not trained; I have not read any painting books or educated myself in the different brushes or strokes that can impact the canvas in the best way. I know nothing of the history to art and how themes can be developed but I still manage to paint something that half resembles something. Is this chance?

Living carefree

Ironically, for someone who has a blog, I am actually quite a private person. As a teenager I would surround my bedroom wall with poems and sayings of uplifting and sickly sweet meaning.


'The Sunset', inspired by a
picture of a sunset from Greece

 My ex-boyfriend had endured this so much even bought me a book of quotes from his trip abroad when most other boyfriends would have bought back a stick of rock.

Surrounding myself with positive influences coupled with a strong need to always ask “why” and trying not to lose the innocence that come with asking it, has meant that I live my life thinking of things I can do rather than being held captive to reasons why I can’t.

It means I live a little carefree, never really feeling settled or satisfied when I know there’s something more I can learn, have a go at or understand better.

My mother once gave me a card that read:

Climb High,

Climb Far,

Your Goal the Sky,

Your Aim the Star

I would like to hope every part of this blog reflects that. It’s a little space for me and my stories on this huge world wide web.

My children's stories in particular are a passion of mine I enjoy creating and sharing, I hope you enjoy them to.

More stories to come

I realise I have been a bit quiet of late so thought I'd catch-up and let you know what I've been up to.  I am in the middle of writing another young children’s story for this collection that I will share with you when I have got the final words in the ending. It was an idea based on a nature TV show I recently watched which is quite exciting and to not give too much away it’s about a Brown Trout…

I would love to hear from you if you’ve any ideas you think I should write about, I think my next story after my fishy tale will be about a Space Man so ideas welcome.

I have also been experimenting with Twitter and Tweet-books following Channel 4's Book Club serialisation #TheLantern.  My recent offering was my short-story Declaration of Love under #decoflove in Twitter.  I had so much fun doing this I think my next tweet-book will be one of my poems which you can find on twitter under #lifepoem which I wrote as a teenager.  You can follow me on Twitter @RachSmith

I find so much joy in writing that I hope it’s entertaining someone out in the big world wide web as much as it does me.

If you’ve got some stories yourself that you’re putting together or if you've got young children who love to write than you may wish to enter them into this National Writing Competition for Children.

There's exciting times ahead and I'm looking forward to sharing another story with you soon.

BBC Year of the book

The BBC have launched the 'Year of the book' and part of this is a Children's writing competition has been annouced by Chris Evans on his BBC 2 radio show.

Unfortunantly for me this is for children but I thought it was worth flagging up to any children who stumble across my blog and feel they to can write.

I think it's a brilliant idea and would personally love the opportunity to enter a story... come on BBC, open up an adult competition for us budding children writers.

Little Monsters Birthday Party on Video

I have attempted to build on my first video by taking it back to the first ever children's story I have in this collection.

I have little to no skill in animation but I do feel these stories are best read-out-loud (even with my bad acting skills.)