This is my 9-year-old Granddaughters' version:
Bouncy was going to the beach with his owner, Heather. They set of in the car and arrived 45 mins later. Bouncy bounded over to the sea the moment he was LeT out of the car whilE his owner was left to set up the picnic blanket. Bouncy suddenly spotted a cleft in the cliff and longed to explore. He imagined himself flying a plane and discovering an unknown place. But that was interrupted by Heather beckoning him over for lunch.
This is my version:
There was a Loud claTtEring sound as the carpenter knocked his plane on the floor, narrowly missing his foot. Having checked the plane it seemed unscathed apart from the need realigning. But when he tried to use it again he got a splinter from the handle. On closer inspection there was a ragged cleft in the wooden handle.
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