Saturday morning Nathaniel asked me to make up a story for him. He is fascinated with the idea of imagination so I suggested that we write one together. He loved the idea and asked if we could write one about a train. Of course, as a five year old he had to be in the story. Here’s what we came up with. Hope you enjoy it.

Simon, a freight engine who proudly wore the #23 on his side was racing to Waterloo station to pick up his friend, Nathaniel. They were headed to the oceanside for the day. Nathaniel loved the beach. It would be Simon’s first time. He had never ridden the seaside route before.

Simon was not sure he’d like the sea air. The other engines teased him before leaving. They said the ocean would rust his wheels. He would end up wrecked like the steel ships sunken in the harbour. Continue reading →