In celebration of Literary Month in September, Camana Bay, Books & Books and LIFE (Literacy is for Everyone) held a Roald Dahl Revolting Rhymes competition in which students at schools across Cayman were encouraged to submit their endings to some of Roald Dahl’s most popular rhymes.
Published in 1982, Roald Dahl’s Revolting Rhymes was his first collection of captivating comic verse for children. A fairy tale rewritten by Roald Dahl is never quite as expected, and this competition gave students the opportunity to explore Roald Dahl’s imaginative verses and create their own ingenious endings to three famous Revolting Rhymes: Cinderella, Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf and The Three Little Pigs.
Students were asked to create their own original endings using 150 words or less to finish the story. Judges looked at how the students used original, imaginative and amusing ideas to end the fairy tale.
Camana Bay, Books & Books and LIFE would like to thank everyone for their outstanding participation in this friendly competition. An incredible selection of poems were submitted and we are proud of our local students! First- and second-place winners were chosen for each poem by a panel of judges who evaluated the students’ poems using a points system based on elements such as creativity and style, organisation and voice, technical accuracy and more. Over 75 entries were received. Congratulations to the winners, listed below – enjoy their entertaining rhymes!
Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf
- 1st place – Ava Hickey, 9 years, St. Ignatius Catholic School
- 2nd place – Danny Kish, 8 years, Cayman Prep Primary School
- 1st place – Cornelia Ecke, 10 years, St. Ignatius Catholic School
- 2nd place – Culainn Lynch, 10 years, St. Ignatius Catholic School
The Three Little Pigs
- 1st place – Wade Morrison, 10 years, First Baptist Christian School
- 2nd place – Sofie Dons, 9 years, St. Ignatius Catholic School
Please view the winning rhymes below.
Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf
[Extract taken from Roald Dahl’s Revolting Rhymes – Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf]
In came the little girl in red.
She stopped. She stared. And then she said,
“What great big ears you have, Grandma.”
“All the better to hear you with,” the Wolf replied.
“What great big eyes you have, Grandma.”
said Little Red Riding Hood.
“All the better to see you with,” the Wolf replied.
He sat there watching her and smiled.
He thought, I’m going to eat this child.
Compared with her old Grandmamma,
She’s going to taste like caviar.
Then Little Red Riding Hood said, “But Grandma,
What a lovely great big furry coat you have on.”
“That’s wrong!” cried Wolf. “Have you forgot
To tell me what BIG TEETH I’ve got?”
1st place – Ava Hickey, 9 yrs, St. Ignatius Catholic School
From the door to Red, Woodcutter cried, “You minx!
I know your game, and it STINKS!
You steal, you lie, you’re rude, you’re a pain
Everyone says you’re insane.
I’ll save you from this creature
And rearrange his awful features
If you just say you’re ‘Sorry’
Come on now, I’m in a hurry!”
“No way, I ain’t saying that”
Replied the obnoxious brat
“I don’t need help anyway
So sling it sweetheart, make my day”
Woodcutter said, to Red’s surprise
“Have her, eat her, chomp her with fries!”
Wolf opened his mouth as wide as he could
That was the end of Red Riding Hood
Where was Granny though all this?
In the wardrobe, grinning with bliss
She’d planned it right from the start
With Wolf and Woodcutter playing their part
Granny knew Red was a mean old child
And as she was no more
Grandma sat down and smiled.
2nd place – Danny Kish, 8 yrs, Cayman Prep Primary School
Little Red thought
And exclaimed in retort:
“I want to ask about your paws,
Not your jaws!”
The Wolf was confused.
So he sprang out of bed
At the poor girl in red.
As quick as a flash,
Little Red made a dash
For a rusty old axe
That belonged to hunter Max.
She screamed, “You’re not my granny!
Maybe you also ate my nanny!”
So she sliced him in half
Saw his insides, and barfed.
Out popped Granny’s head,
“I need a Margarita!” she said.
We must recycle thought Red
And make use of the dead.
She turned to her nan,
With a crafty clever plan:
“Please can we make a fur coat out of him?
I am sure all the rest will go in the bin!”
They took him to the tailor
To make a winter coat,
The best fur ever,
Better than a stoat!
[Extract taken from Roald Dahl’s Revolting Rhymes – Cinderella]
It made the Ugly Sisters wince
To see her dancing with the Prince.
She held him very tight and pressed
Herself against his manly chest.
The Prince himself was turned to pulp,
All he could do was gulp and gasp,
Then midnight struck. [Cindy] shouted, ‘Heck!
I’ve got to run to save my neck!’
The Prince cried, ‘No! Alas! Alack!’
He grabbed her dress to hold her back.
As Cindy shouted, ‘Let me go!’
The dress was ripped from head to toe.
She ran out in her underwear,
And lost one slipper on the stair.
The Prince was on it like a dart,
He pressed it to his pounding heart,
‘The girl this slipper fits,’ he cried,
‘Tomorrow morn shall be my bride!
‘I’ll visit every house in town
‘Until I’ve tracked the maiden down!’
Then rather carelessly, I fear,
He placed it on a crate of beer.
1st place – Cornelia Ecke, 10 yrs, St. Ignatius Catholic School
He put the shoe on top of the table
Which turned out not to be very stable.
The shoe fell in the sea of beer
The prince yelled: “Ugh, will you stay here!”
There was no choice for him but drink,
His drunken body fell before he`d think.
Cindy cried: “That’s not my pick!”
And ran out on the road quite quick.
Where she met a tiny toad and thought:
“This one is cute, no feelings fought!”
She fell in love with it and kissed
Her one and only which she’d missed.
With a snarl and a pop and a hince*
The frog transformed into a prince.
She liked this choice a lot of better
As her shoes for the prince don’t matter.
* (hince: a sound between a hiss and a wince)
2nd place – Culainn Lynch, 10 yrs, St. Ignatius Catholic School
Cindy cried “Oh when I get my hands on him
I’ll chop ‘im up nice ‘n slim.
Then I’ll put him on my welcome mat
And hit him with a baseball bat.
That’ll teach ‘im for stalking me
The delinquent little manatee”
Meanwhile the prince was full of grief,
The stinkin’ little shoe thief.
“I’ll find my maiden here and now. Hicc!”
(The prince, of course was drunk,
He ended up marrying a crook who robbed him bare
And left him just his underwear!).
Now he lives in the woods
Eating leftovers from neighbourhoods.
And Cinderella, she booby-trapped her mat
With hand grenades and an axe
Don’t forget the pistol too
And the pile of fresh dog poo.
The prince knocked on her door and got the treatment one time more
Poo goes squish
But grenades go splat
And that’s the karma of Cindy’s mat!
That’s Cinderella’s real story.
The Three Little Pigs
[Extract taken from Roald Dahl’s Revolting Rhymes – The Three Little Pigs]
So creeping quietly as a mouse,
The Wolf approached another house,
A house which also had inside
A little piggy trying to hide.
But this one, Piggy Number Three,
Was bright and brainy as could be.
No straw for him, no twigs or sticks.
This pig had built his house of BRICKS.
“You’ll not get me!” the Piggy cried.
“I’ll blow you down!” the Wolf replied.
“You’ll need,” Pig said, “a lot of puff,
And I don’t think you’ve got enough.”
Wolf huffed and puffed and blew and blew.
The house stayed up as good as new.
“If I can’t blow it down,” Wolf said,
I’ll have to blow it up instead.
I’ll come back in the dead of night
And blow it up with dynamite!”
1st place – Wade Morrison, 10 yrs, First Baptist Christian School
Wolf returned at the dead of night,
But forgot to bring his dynamite.
With determination he blew again,
But Wolf’s efforts were completely in vain.
“I will damage your house like Hurricane Ivan,
This caused great damage to the Cayman Islands.”
By now he had used up all his strength,
And was almost out of breath.
The caring Piggy saw his plight,
And come out asking, “Are you alright?”
The wolf could not believe his ears,
Piggy was so forgiving, it brought him to tears.
“Why is he so kind?” Wolf could not understand,
“Is he really pig or is he human?”
Soon Wolf watched as pig began the task,
Of removing what seems to be a mask.
He started to run but did not bother,
Because he realized it was his mother.
His mother had heard he was making trouble,
And decided to go and burst his bubble.
2nd place – Sofie Dons, 9 yrs, St. Ignatius Catholic School
Wolf came back in the light of the moon.
Hoping his dynamite would make a big “boom!”
Instead it fizzled out and died.
While Piggy stayed warm and safe inside.
Wolf thought “Darn it! What shall I do now?”
“I must find another way. But how?”
Wolf had an idea, water was the key.
He would flood Piggy’s house, he thought with glee!
Wolf grabbed his hose and turned it on.
But the water rushed out, way too strong!
A wave rose up and washed Wolf away.
Wolf would have to try again another day!
For his last attempt, Wolf dressed in disguise.
To lure Piggy out, to his demise.
He dressed like a pig and knocked on the door.
But Pig was clever, he knew the score!
Pig got his gun, he wasn’t scared.
There was a “boom!” and Wolf was DEAD!