Lexy Higgins

"I was looking at him and I could see the terror on his face. I'll never forget that."

The Story

On a beautiful summer's evening Lexy prepared dinner in the kitchen while watching her daughter play in the garden. Within a matter of moments the relaxed atmosphere turned to panic and dread...

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Lexy has a passion for writing and reading poetry and has contributed to 'BBC Storyfinders'.
Visit her webpage and listen to Lexy's Slice of Life.

Comments

Name: Kieran Murphy
Date: 01/05/2008
Comment: Lexy visited the p.5 classroom. One of the pupils wrote this poem after her talk.

This is our summer place.
And the trees are green in summer light. And all the leaves are green, day by night, And the river is just sun shining bright, Is that my dad, blind in summer light, The air is as light as glass. Our voices are like people at mass, and everything is just sun shining class.
By Patrick Branagan

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