Creative Writing

These are examples of some of the best 8th Grade Folktales written by our own MMS students.

The Horse and the Chimpanzee

Written by Nehemya

A horse named Muse lived in Mokele, a town located in a jungle in Congo. He was a great, big horse that was owned by the best chimpanzee hunter in the town, Tokre. Every week, the hunters would go out into the jungle and sell chimps, which lived in profusion there. They were a favorite dish of the Mokeles and sold anywhere from two thousand to three thousand francs!

One day, all the hunters in town gathered together to celebrate Mokelo Day. Every year on the second day of the third month, the hunters have the biggest hunt of the year. They ventured out of the town at sundown and began hunting.

“The chimps are quiet tonight,” Muse said.

“That is because they are scared of us,” said the Mahiti, another horse.

“I think that they have figured out when we planned to attack.”

All of a sudden, dozens of chimps jumped out of the trees onto the hunters. A lieutenant of the chimps, Kuba, jumped on Tokre and killed him, but Tokre crippled Kuba as he died. Half of the hunters retreated as Tokre died. Muse saw two baby chimps and their mother come and embrace Kuba, for they thought he would surely be trampled by Muse.

“Climb on, chimp, if you want to live,” Muse told Kuba.

The mother chimp hoisted Kuba onto the horse, but as soon as Katra mounted, Muse bolted away from the hunters that were still occupied by the other chimps. He knew that the hunters would soon come after Kuba, for they knew he was a lieutenant. Muse stayed away from the battle until it ended. He then took Kuba back to his family.

“Thank you. None of the other animals will help us,” said Caesar, the king of the apes.

“It is my pleasure. I am sorry I ever participated in such a thing as this. I see that you have a family as do I, and I will help you chimpanzees want nothing to happen to your families, and neither do I,” said Muse.

Kuba’s legs healed months later, and the relationship between Kuba and Muse grew. Muse helped hundreds of chimpanzees escape with their lives from the twisted hunters, but no hunters spotted him. His family and friends had no inkling that he was alive, but Muse knew there was a sacrifice for nobility.

One day, when Muse was helping a baby chimp, a hunter spotted him and shot the chimp off his back. He noticed that Muse was helping the chimps, so he shot Muse in his side. Kuba saw Muse lying on the ground in a pool of his own blood and went on a rampage, creating a bloodbath that killed at least half of the hunters. Once the rest retreated, Katra went over to Muse. He tried everything he could but could not save Muse.

The last thing Muse said before he took his last breath was, “If I could do it all over again, I would. Nobility is its own reward, but my nobility created a friendship with you as well. For that, I am thankful.”

Nobility is always rewarded, either within or without.

Pleasing All the World

Written by Isaac

One day, while a pregnant mother, a grandfather, a boy, and their pet T-Rex were hiking down a large trail, they were confronted by a farmer. He asked them why the dinosaur wasn’t being ridden.

The son answered, “I don’t know, I never thought about riding it before.”

“The dinosaur is huge, and I think the pregnant lady should ride it,” he said while winking at the woman.

“I think so too,” said the grandfather.

Later, while walking further down the trail, they saw a birdwatcher. As they passed the birdwatcher, she said, “Why is the elderly man walking down the trail? I think he should ride with the lady.”

“You know,” said the grandfather in a brusque voice, “I am getting a bit tired.”

The elderly man got on the dinosaur, and he said he was feeling better. Now with the mother and grandfather on the back of the T-Rex, it was getting tired. The group kept walking a few more minutes and they came upon some backpackers.

The backpackers saw the dinosaur, its riders, and the little boy, and said, “We think that the young boy should ride with you on the dinosaur because he looks tired and he has young legs.”

“Maybe I should,” said the young boy with enthusiasm.

“Get up on here,” said the boy’s mother and grandfather.

When the boy got up on the dinosaur, the beast became even more tired and started breathing heavier. The dinosaur walked about ten more minutes and almost fell down.

“Oh my,” said the mother, “we need to give him a rest.”

“Go get some water my boy,” said the grandfather, “he is most likely dehydrated from the heat in the air.”

As the boy went to get some water, he found some Boy Scouts, and he asked them where he could find some water.

“You could borrow some of our water bottles,” said the Scouts.

“I need it for my pet T- Rex,” said the boy frantically, “I don’t think a few water bottles could quench the thirst of that big of a pet.”

“We have cases of water,” said the scouts, “We’ll help you carry the water to your pet.”

“Thank you!” said the boy gratefully.

When they got to the dinosaur, it wasn’t unconscious, so it drank all the water and regained all its strength. Everyone was happy and the family invited the Scouts to have dinner with them that night, and the Scouts agreed.

“Even though you can’t please all the world,” said the grandfather like a sage, “you can always please someone.”

Mind Your Own Business

Written by Rebecca

A long time ago, in the African savannah, all the animals lived in peace. Each animal was content with its domain except for the nosy, gossiping giraffes. These short-necked giraffes were very annoying. None of the other animals really liked the giraffes due to their guile.

One day, a giraffe said, “Let’s go see what the monkeys are happily chattering about.” The monkeys seemed to have a lot of fun in the high treetops.  The giraffes stretched their necks to see what was going on. Every day they would stretch their necks to see the fun the monkeys had. Soon enough, the neck-stretching began to cause excruciating pain.

To make the pain subside, they would bite their tongues. Eventually, due to the lack of blood reaching their tongues, their tongues turned blue. They would go around and tell all the animals of the new gossip, for nobody but the birds knew of the monkeys’ fun. When they were asked how they knew, they would say that they turned into monkeys at night. The lion argued saying, “I know you are lying. You were nosy and stretched your necks to see what the monkeys were up to. Therefore, you tongues turned blue because you bit them from the pain your necks caused you.”

The giraffes were ashamed and became the laughing stock of the savannah. They came and entreated the lion to say that the giraffes were being honest. The lion replied, “Maybe next time you’ll mind your own business.”

The Foolish Boy and the Wise Tiger

Written by Caleb

A long time ago, in a village in China there lived a young man named Liang Po, who wanted to change the world for the better. So one day Liang went up to his father, the wisest man in the village, and asked how he could change the world.  Liang Po’s father was astonished that his son wanted to impact the world at the age of 17, yet he spoke to him respectfully.

“This question is greater than any I have ever heard and I have no answer to it, but there is one who knows the answer to your question.  If you travel the two day journey to the jungle, there is said to be an all knowing tiger, who can answer any question.”

So Liang, desperate for an answer, traveled the two day journey to the jungle on horseback.  Once he reached the vast jungle, he quickly began his search, and in no time at all, he quickly found a large temple in the middle of the jungle and boldly began to approach it.

“Hello is anyone here?” said Liang hearing his voice reverberate throughout the massive halls. “I have journeyed for two days to reach here to find the magical tiger who knows all the answers to the world, thinking that he may find favor in me and answer a question for me.”

As Liang was walking in, he heard a booming voice come from deep within the massive temple.

“How dare you come to me, expecting me to answer your query?” said what appeared to be a particularly large tiger.

“My intentions are pure; all I want to know is how to change the world,” said Liang boldly.

“You ignorant child, you come to me wanting to change the world, but you haven’t even attempted the task of changing yourself,” said the tiger.

Suddenly, the tiger jumped at the boy and ferociously devoured Liang because of the boy’s ignorance.

Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself.


Hard Work Pays Off – Boy’s Hand in the Spartan Land

Written by Nicolos

One day, back in ancient Sparta, three boys named Aeneas, Hector,  and Triton were roaming around Spartan lands. The year was 470 B.C.E, and King Armenius of Sparta came to them and told them to train for one year, for afterwards there would be a test to determine whether they live or die. It was Armenius’s own plan to see if the three boys were committed. If they “passed” the test, they would get placed in the mighty and massive Spartan army. Aeneas and Hector didn’t feel like training, so they went home. They were also stronger and faster than Triton, so they didn’t feel like they needed to train. Triton knew what he had to do. His father hired him a teacher named Hariyaman. However a trouble maker named Teucer told Aeneas and Hector not to fight. King Armenius eventually found out about it and was very irritated. I will deal with him later! , the king thought to himself.

Hariyaman came up to Triton and said, “We have a lot of work to do.  Now boy, are you ready to train?”

“Yes” Triton said.

Hariyaman taught him how to take down a stronger opponent by making him charge at him with his spear out and his shield up. Hariyaman taught him not to put his shield right in front of his eyes because if he did, his opponent could move out of the way without him noticing. Triton picked up his shield and protected himself so he could also see the opponent. He charged at Hariyaman and when he did it enough times, Hariyaman moved on to another tactic. He taught him how iron swords and shields had an advantage over bronze ones. Hariyaman also taught him how to use a spear and how to throw it. Triton was taught how to pivot his foot correctly, which helped him. Hariyaman also taught him what neither of the two boys knew, how to parry the opponent sword thrust and use it against them. It took Triton five months to finally master it. They trained and trained and trained, tiresome it felt to Triton, but he still kept training. Hariyaman was well pleased with Triton.

“You are doing well my boy; you will definitely pass the test!” Hariyaman said.

Triton was still confused but kept training.

Finally a year passed, and King Armenius summoned Aeneas, Hector, and Triton and took them into the arena. During that year they put in the arena a Persian Immortal (soldier) named Cycnus who was more advanced than the other Immortal boys. Three months before the year was up, the Persians gathered their forces to attack Sparta to get back Cycnus. The Spartan army beat them back and Cyncus stayed with them. The total deaths and casualties on Sparta were only about nine hundred men, however over one thousand two hundred Persians died.

King Armenius summoned Aeneas and shouted “Go into the arena and fight!”

Aeneas was an advanced Spartan and had he trained, would’ve probably defeated Cycnus. Aeneas ran at Cycnus with his shield covering his eyes and ran toward Cycnus. Triton and Hariyaman both saw this mistake, but kept watching. Cycnus moved out of the way and shot a bow and arrow and it hit his left shoulder. Aeneas, severely wounded, dropped to the ground. Cycnus came upon him and with a quick merciful stroke, cut Aeneas’ throat. Aeneas was dead, and King Armenius knew he didn’t train.

Next, King Armenius called Hector into the arena. Hector went inside the arena already knowing his fate. Hector picked up a bow and arrow and shot three of them at Cycnus, however all three of them hit his shield. Then, Hector picked up an iron shield and spear and he knew not to cover his eyes. He ran toward Cycnus with his spear out and ran. Cycnus, with his sword, blocked Hector’s spear thrust so violently and viciously that Hector’s spear flew out of his hand. Hector ran away from him for about ten seconds until Cycnus threw the spear that Hector dropped at him. The spear rammed its way into Hector’s neck, killing him almost instantly. King Armenius thought Hector trained, but not for very long.

Finally, King Armenius called Triton into the arena. Before he even stepped one foot into the arena, Hariyaman knew what the outcome would be. Triton picked up an iron shield and spear at the same time. Triton remembered how to pivot his foot and blocked the spear that Cycnus threw his way. Triton ran toward Cycnus with his spear out and shield covering his body except for his eyes, the exact same way Hector had done it. King Armenius thought he would be killed, but Triton KNEW something Hector didn’t know. Cycnus had a sword with him and tried to whack Triton’s spear out of his hand. Triton blocked every attempt made by Cycnus to kill him. Finally, as Cycnus was getting tired, Triton got his spear and hit Cycnus’ shield so mightily that Cycnus backed up. After that, Cycnus threw his shield at him, trying to knock him off his feet. This was too easy a move for Triton not to block. The battle had just begun.

Cycnus was still covered in iron armor, and he swung his sword back and forth with such speed that Triton could not come at him with an easy reach. Cycnus ran toward his shield and picked it up. Hariyaman knew this would be a hard battle for Triton to win, but he was still confident, and he watched the battle with pleasure in his eyes. Finally, Triton aimed his spear and hit Cycnus’ left arm while he was attaching the shield to his right arm, and Cycnus staggered. Blood flowed out of Cycnus’ arm. Cycnus also dropped his weapons. Triton came upon him and right before he was about to kill him, took his shield. Cycnus grabbed hold of Triton’s leg and stabbed him with his knife, the only thing he had left. Triton was raged and he speared Cycnus’ heart three times, one for each fight. Cycnus was dead!! King Armenius told Hariyaman to summon Triton to him, so he did.

Triton came before the king. King Armenius talked to Triton and said, “You know how I told you to train? You were confused; I could tell you were by your eyes. Sometimes we must practice things even when we don’t know why. You being confused and still training, that’s a perfect example. Now I have a troublemaker to take care of.” That very day, Teucer was put to death. However, based on his loyalty to the king and training, Triton was placed in the Spartan army. There would be a war later on that Triton would be in, the Peloponnesian! But that is a different but true story!