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Dylan is my sensational, curious, little brother who resembles el Quixote. This turns out to be troublesome, considering he is only eight years old. He would fight his friends (the knights), scare the dogs and the cats from the neighbourhood (the beasts), defeat the teachers (the witches), which often ended up in detention, and finally collect the prize from his twin and other more annoying brother, Bradley (the king).<\/p>\n
Those are all the characters but as we know, there is more to a story than that\u2026 This tremendous boy would use a metal tube as a lance; a rusty, iron dustbin lid as a shield; a ruler as a sword plus\u2026 me as a horse!!<\/p>\n
This is what happened once, during Britain\u2019s big freeze. Dylan was sat at the window with his sword starring out into some snow flakes floating from the sky.<\/p>\n
\u201cBlizzard\u201d, he muttered.<\/p>\n
\u201cDylan, that is not as strong, by miles, as a blizzard\u201d, I explained.<\/p>\n
\u201cSays who?\u201d he answered.<\/p>\n
I gave up. I knew it would all end in a massive fight.<\/p>\n
Dylan sighed and went back to staring out of the window. Less than a minute later he screamed \u201cDragon straight ahead. Heading for the attic, that\u2019s where the Princess is. That\u2019s it! It isn\u2019t a blizzard it\u2019s the ash from the dragon\u2019s flames.\u201d<\/p>\n
He clutched his sword and was half way out the room when I stopped him.<\/p>\n
\u201cFirst of all we don\u2019t have a attic, secondly what princess?\u201d I yelled.<\/p>\n
Then I let go and he ran outside and terrified a poor cat. Unfortunately, the same thing happened at school two days later in the week.<\/p>\n
Dylan doesn\u2019t like the idea of being taught by witches but does like being twins with the king. However, this king didn\u2019t see the world as Dylan did and spent much of his days on the wii. This was an issue for Dylan and me. Dylan\u2019s problem was he always thought that Bradley was bewitched. This meant he was normally threatening the teachers so that they let Bradley go. Unfortunately, the teacher didn\u2019t have a clue what he was talking about and just gave him more detention.<\/p>\n
My problem was simply that I couldn\u2019t go on the television and watch my favourite show because of Bradley\u2019s addiction to the small screen and Dylan\u2019s insistence on me being his horse. This is what happened\u2026
\nOnce on a bright summer afternoon I was watching television which I had fought for, then Dylan came in.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy don\u2019t we go down by the river to capture some water goblins?\u201d he asked. -water goblins are frogs, toads and newts.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, I don\u2019t want to\u201d, I replied.<\/p>\n
That\u2019s a shame, I\u2019ve already caught one\u201d, he then released a grimy frog onto the sofa.<\/p>\n
I was surprised that he was allowed in! \u2013my mum likes things clean and tidy.<\/p>\n
It didn\u2019t work and I carried on watching my well deserved show. I hope you have enjoyed Dylan\u2019s glorious stories.<\/p>\n
David D.
\nHolmes Chapel Primary School, Cheshire<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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