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Young Lit Editor: Poet's Letter
Ohie with Bryony Thomson, Grace Meagher and Joss Humberstone, Ohie with Cherrie Blair and Cat Deeley and with Children's Laureate Michael Morpurgo
Ohie with Dick King-Smith, Neil Fox and Cat Deeley and with his family and Dick King-Smith
To Read more about the Award please visit http://www.poetsletter.com and click on TPL Young Lit section.
This is me with Michael Aspel at the GOSH Peter Pan Literature Award 2004
Hi! I am Ohie Mayenin. I am seven.
I live with my Mum, Dad and little sister. I love my Mum and Dad very much.
I have a very cute little sister, Saahia. I call her Saahie. She is two. I love her very much.
Saahie and I with novelists Rekha Waheed and Sabina Khan
@ Split-Lit Festival 2005
My Mum
I like to read, write stories, science fictions, poems and like going places, listen to music, listen to my mum and dad.
I like going on new places on holidays.
I like watching television and videos. I like my friends a lot. I have a lot of cousins and I like them a lot.
I speak three languages: Sylheti, Bangla and English and learning French at School.
Moon Shadowed on a Van (right)
I like Astronomy very much and may be in the future I would like to work for NASA if I could make!
All photographs used here, except two, are taken by me.
I would like to be a good human being.
Thank you.
Ohie Mayenin
London
Southwark Poets of the Year Competition 2005
Southwark Council, Morley College, Southwark News and Blackwell's Bookshop came together in providing prizes for the Southwark Poets of the Year competition. There were three categories, Junior, Intermediate and adults. The prize giving ceremony took place in Morley College in the 20th May which was a wonderful event especially for many children.
Poets letter young Lit section Editor, Ohie Mayenin achieved third prize in the junior section, with his poem Southwark, My Home, Friend to a River. In second place was
Ohie Mayenin's Award Winning Poem
My Home Friend to a River
Special, the name Southwark is;
People never heard it
Cannot say the word,
Making it sounds like South Wark.
Southwark or South Wark
By the South of the Thames
Making a place I call home
Friend to a river.
Geoffrey Chaucer School takes me to
Geoffrey Chaucer and Canterbury Tales;
All starts in Southwark,
Centuries ago making me proud of my home.
The witches making cauldron
Boiling “Double double toil and trouble
Fire burn and cauldron bubble,”
Takes me to The Globe where
Macbeth was created by William Shakespeare
All those years ago;
In Southwark, my home; friend to a river.
Ebenezer Scrooge, Christmas Carol
Brought to life by Charles Dickens
Now housed in Charles Dickens Museum;
In Southwark my home, landscaped in green
By Burgess park where jazz music is played
At the weekend by Chumleigh Gardens.
The bridges of Thames keep Southwark
Connected to Northwark;
London Eye looks like people in transparent eggs,
Looking out ready to be hatched.
There are no Elephants and nor there any castles
Yet we call the place Elephant and Castle
In Southwark, my home, friend to a river.
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This poem has been published on The Southwark News and currently published on The Children's Poetry Bookshelf Website along with my sister Saahia's Tea at the Knee by the Sea. Do take a look.
GOSHCC Peter Pan Awards 2005
At grand ceremony at London Hilton Hotel Great Ormond Street Children's Charity on 10th of March in the presence of a host of celebrities including Cherrie Blair, Cat Deeley, Neil Fox, Dick King-Smith and Children Laureate Michael Morpurgo and many more declared the Bryony Thompson to be the Over All Peter Pan Award Winner (Life's Garden) and Ohie Mayenin: to be Over All Peter Pan Award Runner Up Winner for 2005.
10 March 2005 - the winners
The Peter Pan Award for Children's Creativity Winner: Bryony Thomson (aged 16)
The Peter Pan Award for Children's Creativity Runner Up Winner: Ohie Mayenin
(aged eight)
Art
Junior: Sophie Kamlish (aged eight)
Senior: Joss Humberstone (aged 14)
Photography
Junior: Daisy Keywood (aged six)
Senior: Josh Robinson (aged 14)
Writing
Junior: Grace Meagher (aged 11)
Senior: Bryony Thomson (aged 16)
Ohie Mayenin (aged eight) @ Peter Pan Literature Award
Ohie entered all three categories, and was awarded runner-up in the Peter Pan Award for children's creativity and runner up in the junior art award.
The Baby Of Dreams
Ohie Mayenin
Right in front of my eyes
There she was
The baby of dreams
In my mum's arms in the hospital
That's Raaneem my little sister
As cute as a rose
I felt like crying
I held her in my arms and kissed her
She talks to me in Babylish
That's English for babies
I understand it a little bit
When she speaks Babylish
It makes me laugh
I love her as much as myself
I can get her the silver moon
To shine in her cot at night
So that she is safe and can have
Lots of shining dreams
My Photography
Sparkling Moss on the Wall, Twirling Bamboo, Winter 2005
Moss on the Wall, Sea Monster, The Tree Monster
Science Fictions
Joe’s Brilliant Ice Tube Between Mars and the Moon
(This story has been published in The Young Writers Magazine, 2004)
Once upon a time in the future there was a six year old boy. His name was Joe.
He was very smart. It was 2110.
Joe lived with his Mum, Dad, Brother and Sister. He had a dog, called Peter.
One day Jo thought that he could get water from Mars’ frozen seas to the Moon so that it would have water, hydrogen,
oxygen and carbon dioxide.
He thought that would be enough to help life go on, on the moon.
“The question is this?” Joe thought, “how am I going to get the frozen water from Mars to the Moon?”
Joe came up with a plan.
There would be a big lunar space station on the moon. The space station would be used to create a super powerful electromagnetic ray.
Joe then would turn the ray on one of the frozen oceans of Mars.
The ray would be very big and extremely hot. Joe’s idea was that the ray would heat up the ice and make water.
The super powerful electromagnetic ray will force the water out of Mars atmosphere and then the water would be rushing
out of Mars and into the space.
The water would follow the path of the hot ray.
Joe thought that the space would be very very cold and as soon as the water came into the space it would make an ice tube.
The ice tube will carry the water onto the moon.
Joe was very excited about his idea. He ran to his dad.
“Dad, I can get water out of Mars to the Moon!”
“What! Water out of what? Mars!” Dad
asked.
“Yes, out of Mars!” Joe said.
“How would you do such a thing?” Dad said, “And there is no water on Mars, so far my knowledge goes!”
“Well, there is ice and I will melt the ice and bring it to the Moon.
Joe then explained his idea to his dad. Dad helped Joe to send his plan to NASA.
NASA liked his idea and asked Jo to work for them and start his project to get water out of Mars to the Moon.
Joe went to the Moon in a special rocket with huge loads of materials. 200 astronomers went with him to the Moon to build
the space station.
They built a giant space station in a few months.
They then got the super powerful electromagnetic ray to Mars and got the water to the Moon.
Joe’s Mum, Dad, Sister, Brother and Peter, Joe's dog watched the water coming through the ice tube to the Moon on television.
It was on every television around the world.
NASA was very impressed with Joe’s work that they decided to call the super powerful electromagnetic ray as Joe’s Ray and
the ice tube as Joe’s Tube.
Then the Moon became full of life. Because people went to live there. The Moon became green. People, animals, plants and
grass every where. 200 people came to the Moon in a lunar rocket to live.
The End
@Ohie Mayenin, October, London, 2003
Stories
The
Rainbow That Lost Its Colours
One day Sultana and Ohie were sitting in the kitchen. They were painting at the kitchen table.
Ohie looked out of the window.
He saw that a rainbow had no colours. He was sad.
Then he said to Sultana, “Let’s take our
paints to colour the rainbow.”
Sultana said, “But how will we get there?”
“We will take a ladder.”
So Ohie and Sultana took a long ladder and put it up to the rainbow.
Ohie took out his paint set that he had got on his birthday.
He took a long brush and painted all the colours of the rainbow.
When Ohie finished painting the rainbow he said, “Now I am very happy. The rainbow has got its colour back again.”
Sultana and Ohie came down the ladder to their painting work.
The End
@Story and Illustration By: Ohie Mayenin, London, 2001, 6
POETRY
REX AND TIGGER
(This Poem Won Peter Pan Literature Awards: October 2003; run by Write4GOSH)
Rex and Tigger are my pets
They are my two clever rabbits
I love them as much as
They love their carrots
Rex and Tigger always play
Fighting and curling and running a lot
What you do not know is they are brothers
One is black and the other is grey
Sometime they eat paper on the table
Where they sit like a pair of stripes
Sometime they sit on the ground looking at the gate
Do they wait for the postman to come? What do you think?
I feed them cabbages and they eat
vegetables
They like to come into the house
And hide behind the television
And we have to scare them out
October 2003
A LETTER POEM TO MY MUM
I am writing a poem to you.
My mum is more beautiful than
The most beautiful rose
My mum is a twinkling star in my universe
She makes me feel like
I am the most beautiful flower in in her universe
I love her as much as the universe
And I hope this makes her feel happy
And that she feels jolly good!
How did you like my poem?
ADVICE TO MY COUSIN
Are you upset?
Are you on your new mobile phone?
Don’t talk too much
Because you might get a migraine
Are you on diet?
Beware you might get anorexia nervosa!
Do not eat too much
Because you might get to be really fat!
October 2003
WINTER POEM
Winter is too cold
You might get bold
Keep on hold
Instead of being gold
You might get a cold
Keep yourself on hold
You might get sold
As a mould
So be bold
And don’t catch a cold
October 2003
Walk in
the Park
We went to the park
For a walk and a picnic
I like it in the park
It was sunny
And the wind was blowing
The branches of the trees
In the wood
We looked for mini beasts
Under the logs
It was fun to see
Snails and slugs and centipedes
Some were awake
And some fast asleep
We went up the hill
And came down again
We saw horses-we saw cockerels
We saw goats and lots of peacocks
Then we had a picnic
And blew bubbles up in the sky
The wind was blowing the bubbles
And we had fun
But I lost my bubble bottle
And I was sad
The bottle appeared at home
Which was Mum’s magic
And I was happy again
@Ohie Mayenin, London, 2001
The Naughty Jeep
The Naughty Jeep was green
And he lived with his mother
In Brighton on the Hill
Its name was Thomas
The Naughty Jeep
One day he went to a shop
And bought some diggers
And dug all the roads
In Brighton up and down
No one could drive
And all this was for
The Naughty Jeep
People of Brighton did not like it
And they were angry
And they wanted to know
Who dug all their roads
It was the Naughty Jeep
The people of Brighton
Got the Jeep on fire
And the Naughty Jeep was burnt and killed.
@ Ohie Mayenin, London, 2001
My life
My life is getting harder
As I become older
But I have a big life
I enjoy my life
It is like a rainbow little sister of mine.
I am a life that is a burst of flowers
I am a living good human being
With a heart that beats in rhythm
Pumping my red blood throughout my veins
I don’t take toys to school
If I did I will be in big trouble
Because my teacher will send me to detention
Which I do not like
So I love to play games with my friends
I am a human created by God
And I am a loving child to my mum and dad
And brother to my little sister Saahie
And my friends are part of my heart.
October 2003
Saahie My Sister
Saahie is my sister
And I am her big brother
I love her a lot
She is small but very cute
And she plays with me
And I love playing with her
Sometimes she makes me laugh
Saahie can stand up
And she is learning to walk
She could say amma and abba
But she can not say Bhaia yet
The End
@ Ohie Mayenin, London, 2001
Ohie’s
Favourite William Shakespeare
Scene 1: An open place. Thunder and lightning. Enter three witches.
Witch 1: When shall we three meet again?
In thunder lightning or in rain?
Witch 2: When the hurlyburly’s done
When the battle is lost and won?
Witch 3: That will be ere the set of sun.
Witch 1: Where the place?
Witch 2: Upon the heath.
Witch 3: There to meet with Macbeth.
Witch 1: I come Greymalkin.
Witch 2: Paddock calls.
Witch 3: Anon! All fair is foul and foul
is
fair
Hover through the fog and filthy
air
Witches vanished
Witch 1: Thrice the brinded cat hath mewed
Witch 2: Thrice and one the hedge pig
Whined
Witch 3: Harpier cries; it is time, it is
time
Witch 1: Round about the cauldron go
In the poison’d entrails throw?
Toad that under cold stones
Days and nights has thirty one
Sweltered venom sleeping got
Boil thou first in the charmed pot
All: Double double toil and trouble
Fire burn and cauldron bubble
Witch 2: Fillet on a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake.
Eye of newt and toe of frog
Wool bat and tongue of dog
Adder’s fork and blind-worm sting
Lizard’s leg and howlet’s wing
For a charm of powerful trouble
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble
All: Double double toil and trouble
Fire burn and cauldron bubble
Witch 3: Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf
Witch’s mummy, maw and gulf
Of the ravined salt shark
Root of hemlock digged in the dark
Liver of blaspheming jew
Gall of goat and slips of yew
Silvered in the moon’s eclipse
Nose of Turk and Tartar’s lips
Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch-delivered by a drab
Make the gruel thick and slab
Add thereto a tiger’s chaudron
For the ingredience of our
Cauldron
All: Double double toil and trouble
Fire burn and cauldron bubble
The Boy That Could Have Lived A 1000 Years
Once upon a time there was a strange boy. His name was James and he lived with
his mum, dad, sister and brother.
His sister was Michelle and she was 13 years old.
His brother was Hove. He was 14 years old. James was 7.
They lived in Muson city and in a house that was called Momen House.
They were a new family in that area. Momen House was near a college. The house was pentagon shape and looked
very nice. Everybody loved this house and didn’t want to move.
James was strange because he liked to play in thunderstorms. When thunder storms came James would run out
of his house and he would jump about, run and play in the puddle.
He would talk to the electricity of the lightning and stood at exactly where the lightning was going fall! But he
never got lightning or anything falling on him.
He said to himself, “I wish I had magic thunderstorm!” As soon as he said that a magic thunderstorm came.
A colourful clouds and wind came in. A colourful rain fell like orange juice! James was drinking the rainwater!
Three days later a strange thing happened. James started to feel that he was going to live for a thousand years!
He was feeling like that because he heard a whisper saying, “You are gonna live for a thousand years!”
James did not like the whisper and he
wished that he never drunk
the rain water!
He said, “I will see if that whisper is really goanna work?”
Then he said to his dad and mum, “I herd a whisper that said I am goanna live for a thousand years!”
Mum and dad said, “What! You must be
joking! How can this be true?”
James said, “This is true.” Mum and dad laughed and suddenly
They heard the whisper and said, “Oh my gosh! This is really true!”
James said, “See I told you and I don’t know what it will be like to be one thousand years old!”
“In my next birthday I am goanna be 8 years old.” James said.
Mum and dad laughed.
“Its goanna be ages before you become 1000 years old!” said mum and dad.
One day when 10 Years where gone James was 18 and this time he heard
A whisper that said “your 1000 year old is all gone. you are not goanna
Live for a 1000 years” suddenly all his
rain water went rushing out of his
Mouth. James was very happy. James told his mum and dad “ Mum, dad I
Got the rain water out of my tummy and I am not goanna live for a 1000
Years!” Mum and dad was surprised.
They lived happily ever after
The Biggest Magic Tree
This Story won Francis Bret Young Society's Story Writing Competition (Junior Section) 2004
Once upon a time there lived the Nelson family. George was six. His brother David was ten and his sister Susie was thirteen.
Mr and Mrs Nelson were in their mid thirties. They lived in the city of Mundon in a flat.
One day George went to the shop to buy some eggs. The shop was at a shopping
parade. It was early afternoon of a
Saturday. There were a lot of people in the parade.
George went into the shop and bought some eggs. He had some money left and he bought a sweet with it. He came out
of the shop.
As he was walking on the pavement he started to open the wrapper of the sweet and when he was about to have a bite the
sweet fell out on the ground.
He bent down to pick it up. But he saw that the sweet turned into a seed. Then it started to grow like a tree. It grew very fast
and became the biggest tree ever seen in a minute.
George was very shocked. He stood and stared at the tree. He could not believe his eyes!
He then ran to his flat and told everybody, about the magic tallest tree ever that grew out of his sweet.
They did not believe him. They said, "Don’t be ridiculous! Trees like that do not grow from sweets!"
"Come and see it for yourself!" George said angrily.
Everybody went out to see the biggest tree ever near the parade. The tree was there by the road. The tree was taller than
the canary wharf building! The tree reached the clouds!
There were a lot of people standing about and staring at the tree. Their eyes were popping out with disbelief!
The news of the tallest magic tree was on the television, on the Internet and on the newspapers. Lot more people came to
see and look at the tree.
The government set up a website in the Internet about the magic tree. The address was: http://www.magictree.com/.
The people of the government making the website came to talk to George about the Magic Tree.
After the news of the tree died down George went to see the magic tree. He said to the tree, "Hi Magic Tree! How are
you today!" He did not expect the tree to talk back to him.
"Hello George! I am fine. How are you!" When George heard the tree talking he was really shocked.
"Look, you were my sweet! Then you decided to become a magic tree! What about me!" said George.
"No need to worry George! Because I am a magic tree! I can give you as much sweet you want!"
Then came a wind. Sweets started to rain down from the tree! George was really happy and excited. He was picking
up as many sweets as he could put in his pockets. Other children came to join him.
After that children would go near the magic tree after school everyday and there would be wind and the magic tree
would rain down sweets for children. The children of Mundon City were very happy. They lived happily ever after.
The End
October 20, 2003
THE ADVENTURE OF POOH AND OHIE
I went to Australia with Pooh Bear at the weekend. Pooh and I went to Heathrow
to catch our flight. We stayed in a hotel by the seaside.
"Oh bother!" said Pooh.
"What's the matter Pooh?" I said.
He told me that his honey pots were lost in the plane. "Oh dear!" I said.
It was midnight and Pooh could not sleep without honey. So Pooh and I went out to get some honey. We ended up in a forest.
It was scary and dark in the forest and Pooh and I saw a Bear. It was a grisly bear. It was staring at us in the dark.
Pooh was scared, shivering and he was clutching my hands harder than a nail.
The trees in the dark looked like monsters. It did not help Pooh was running. I followed him. Pooh fell down the hill.
I heard a scream. I fell down and I started rolling down the hill. Soon I bumped on to Pooh. "Ouch!" Pooh saw honey
in a tree and Pooh climbed the tree to get the honey.
The bees were sleeping.
"Ohie, perhaps these sleeping bees will be in a sharing sort of mood", Pooh said and started to eat. But the bees were
not in a sharing sort of mood!
The bees woke up in their millions! Pooh jumped down from the tree and we started to run as fast as we could. The bees
were chasing us and we dived under the sea.
"Now my tummy is full of honey, I shall need the help of my friends," said Pooh and we went back to the hotel and we
went to sleep.
When I woke up I found myself in my house and my sister was holding Pooh.
"Fluff and stuff puff, it isn't easy chasing these bees". Saahie must have pressed number two. "Good morning Saahie".
Saahie and I went downstairs.
The End
@Ohie Mayenin, London 2003
Trip To The Seaside
One day a little boy and his cousin, little Kuddus went to the seaside. The little boy was Ohie.
When they were playing, Ohie found a
tortoise.
“Look, Kuddus, look, what have I found!” said Ohie.
Then Kuddus said, “Look, Ohie, look what I
have found.”
Ohie said, “What did you find?”
Kuddus said, “I found a piece of a puzzle.”
Ohie was very happy. Kuddus said, “Let’s look for the other pieces of the puzzle.”
Ohie said, “Kuddus, I want to take the tortoise to the sea and let it swim in the water.”
Butt Kuddus wanted to collect the pieces of the puzzle.
Kuddus found a fish.
“Look, Ohie, I found a fish!”
Ohie said, “Yes, you found a fish?”
Then Kuddus and Ohie went to the sea and let the tortoise and fish go in the water.
Then they took the puzzle pieces and Ohie said, “Let’s go now.”
They came home and had lunch.
“Mum can I have some ice cream after lunch?”
The End
@ Story and Illustration By: Ohie Mayenin, London 2000
The Wind Gaaga
One day the Wind Gaaga was coming to London Bridge. The London Bridge was scared to see the Wind Gaaga coming.
Steven was standing at his flat at the riverbank. He saw the Wind Gaaga flying to the London Bridge.
Steven saw the London
Bridge was falling down.
He did not like the Wind Gaaga blowing the bridge down. He was angry.
He quickly got a long rope and tied the London Bridge to a very big tree by the riverbank.
So the Wind Gaaga could not blow the bridge down and the London Bridge did not fall down.
Steven was very happy. But the Wind Gaaga was angry.
Then Wind Gaaga got another rope and tied Steven up to a big tree.
Steven was sad and he was crying. He was crying and crying and crying.
The Wind Gaaga saw Steven crying and he came back to Steven. The Wind Gaaga thought, “Oh, no,
I made Steven cry now!”
Then he went to Steven
and said, “Look, Steven, I did not mean to make you sad and cry. I am sorry.”
Then the Wind Gaaga untied Steven. Steven was happy.
Steven said to the Wind
Gaaga, “Thank you, Wind Gaaga.”
“I want to go home” said Steven.
“I will take you home” said the Wind Gaaga.
So the Wind Gaaga flew
Steven to his flat.
“Goodbye, Steven. See you soon.”
“Bye, bye, see you soon.
Then the Wind Gaaga flew off and Steven went iside.
@ Story & Illustration By: @ Ohie Mayenin, London, February 2001.
Derek’s
Naughty Horns.
Derek saw a pair of shoes. He wanted it.
He asked his mum, “Can I have those shoes mummy?”
“Not today”, said his mum.
“I want those shoes!” screamed Derek.
“Derek, be a good boy and mummy might buy them for you another day” said his
mum.
“I want them now!” shouted Derek.
“You will grow horns on your head if you carry on screaming” warned mum.
“I don’t care” Derek screamed even louder.
Derek’s head started to itch. “Why is my head itching?” screamed Derek.
Mum tried to explain, “You are growing
horns because you are being naughty”.
“No, I don’t believe you”, screamed Derek. “I want those shoes!” he carried on
at the top of his voice.
“Derek, behave” mum said. “No!” Derek replied with a shriek.
Derek’s head was itching harder. “Oh my
head,” wailed Derek. “I told you horns would come out”
Derek carried on not listening at all to his mummy.
“I’m not listening!” He sang naughtily.
Two horns just popped out of his head. His head was hurting. Derek was crying
now not for the shoes,
but for the pain in his head.
“Stop crying and calm down” mummy said.
“No!” screamed Derek.
The horn grew longer.
Listen to mummy and you will feel better."
“No!” The horns grew even longer. They grew so long that they reached the
clouds.
He stopped crying and in a calm voice, said, “Mummy, what shall I do?”
Immediately, his horns shrunk a little. He
felt a little lighter.
“Just calm down” said mummy.
“No”, Derek was still grumpy. The horns grew longer again. “Sorry” he said
quickly and they shrunk again.
Derek sobbed a little. The horns became shorter. He became quieter. When he finally calmed down, the horns popped back
in his head.
“I am sorry mummy”, he said. He hugged his mum and his mum hugged him. They finished the shopping and he DID NOT
ask for the shoes again. All the way home he behaved and listened to his mummy.
THE END
@ Story and Illustration By: Ohie Mayenin, London 2001
Three's Adventure
Ohie, Sulie and Saahie went to the sea. They saw a fish. It was yellow. Ohie had a net. He caught the yellow fish.
Saahie said, “Could we go home now. I am tired.”
Sulie said, “No, no, let’s go further into the sea”.
So they went further into the sea. Soon they saw a big whale. The whale started to chase them.
Ohie had a very big net on the boat. He caught the big whale with the big net.
Then Ohie let the whale go on the sea.
Ohie, Sulie and Saahie played on the sea for a while.
Then they came home.
The End
@ Story By: Ohie Mayenin, London 2001
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