Little Tiger by Matt Zurbo Novi was a little ratbag, full of love and joy. (Cute little girl, pigtails, raggy doll in hand.) Her dad called her Little Tiger, so that’s how she saw herself. (Cute little tiger cub, standing like Novi, holding raggy doll) At first it was fun. (Little tiger chasing a moth.) … Continue reading Day 128: Little Tiger

Tracks of a Tear by Matt Zurbo   Anita had a sweet way of looking at things. She tried to not just see what someone was doing, but be able to picture their story. Each person she saw, she gave a descriptive line.    Fred worked on a block with four banks on it.    … Continue reading Day 127: Tracks of a Tear

Don’t Look Down by Matt Zurbo   This is Charlotte. (Charlotte half way up a parking sign, clinging to it for dear life. Wide-eyed stare at the reader.) Charlotte is scared of falling. (Girl clinging, white-knuckled to the top of a letterbox. Looking at reader.) “It’s true, I am!” At first we found it funny. … Continue reading Day 126: Don’t Look Down

Bush Ten (and back again) by Matt Zurbo Tommy and Sam went fishing. All was quiet in the bush. No wind, no sound. (Two kids walking to billabong jetty with rods.) Not a single fish was found… (Boys bored. Lines in water.) Until… 1 drop of water, (Falling off a blade of grass.) caused 2 … Continue reading Day 125: Bush Ten (and back again!)