I have now completed registration to the Carmelite Prize 2020 competition (in order to receive the One and Only text to begin work for the brief) and received these extra bits of information for submission:
Thank you for registering for the Carmelite Prize 2020. Please find below a link to the text you will be working with:
One and Only
Please note ALL entries must be submitted by 11.59pm GMT on 3rd April 2020 and winners will be announced on 1st May 2020.
Digital submissions should be emailed to carmeliteprize@hachettechildrens.co.uk at any time during the Entry Period. Physical artwork should be delivered, by safe and secure means (i.e. by hand or courier) between 9.30am-5.00pm between 1 April and 3 April 2020 (inclusive) to: Carmelite Prize, Hachette Children’s Group, Carmelite House, 50 Victoria Embankment, London EC4Y 0DZ. The Company is not responsible for any loss or damage caused to entries during delivery. Any entries received outside these specified times and dates will not be eligible for entry into the competition.
For any questions you may have regarding the prize, please do not hesitate to email carmeliteprize@hachettechildrens.co.uk.
Finally, we’d like to wish you the best of luck from all of us here at Hachette Children’s Group and we look forward to receiving your entry.
One and Only
By Jeanne Willis
Spread 1
In a dreamy, steamy forest,
In a tree that smelt of spice,
There lived a one and only
Lonely Bird of Paradise.
Where he lived was heavenly,
It should have made him glad,
But he had no friend to share it;
No one special – which was sad.
Spread 2
So, he built a leafy home,
Among the orchid flowers,
And waited for a friend to come
For hours . . .
and hours . . .
and hours.
Spread 3
At last, a little bird came by.
She looked inside his nest
Then cocked her head as if to say,
“I’m really not impressed.”
“I think orchids stink!” she said.
“They always make me sneeze.
And you need to preen your feathers . . .
Are those fruit pips on your knees?”
Spread 4
The lonely Bird of Paradise,
He prayed that she would stay.
But she simply turned her beak up
And then . . . she flew away.
No one came and so he sang
A cheerful welcome song
That ended with a whistle,
Which was very loud and . . .
Spread 6
. . . looooooooooooooooooooooooong!
He tossed his glossy head back
And he clacked his curvy beak,
And trilled, “Tra-la-la-la-la la!
Whoop . . . Squawk . . . Shriek!”
Spread 7
He waited for an answer,
And he waited . . . No reply!
But then another little bird
Came swooping through the sky.
She landed on a mossy branch
But when she heard him sing . . .
Spread 8
She covered up her ear holes
With her head beneath her wing!
“Don’t you like my voice?” he said.
“Don’t you like my song?”
“It’s rather . . . noisy,” she replied.
“The rhythm is all wrong!”
Spread 9
“Please stay!” he cried. “Don’t go,”
He sighed. “I’ll sing a lullaby.”
“No, no!” she said. “My ears hurt.”
“I’m sorry, I must fly . . .”
Spread 10
The One and Only lonely bird
Was all alone once more.
He left his perch and fluttered
Down onto the forest floor.
He shook his head in sorrow
And he shed a tear and frowned.
“I’ll never have a friend,” he sobbed
And stamped upon the ground.
Spread 11
Left!
Right!
Left!
Right!
He stamped and stamped again.
He shimmied, fanning out his tail
To waft away the rain.
He shook his purple plumage
And he leapt into the air,
Singing, “No one’s looking,
Not a soul and . . . maybe I don’t care!”
BUT . . .
Spread 12
A little bird was watching him.
She tweeted, “Hey, hello!
I really like your dance moves
And the fancy shapes you throw.
“I like your song, I love your style,
You’ve made the perfect nest . . .
Spread 13
“Will you be my friend?” she asked.
“I think you are the best!”
The lonely bird stood still and bowed.
“I’d love a friend like you!”
He said, “We make a perfect match –
Your knees have fruit pips too!”
Spread 14
Now Paradise is twice as nice
For he’s no longer lonely.
In the end, he found a friend
And she’s his. . .
One and Only!
One and Only
By Jeanne Willis
Spread 1
In a dreamy, steamy forest,
In a tree that smelt of spice,
There lived a one and only
Lonely Bird of Paradise.
Where he lived was heavenly,
It should have made him glad,
But he had no friend to share it;
No one special – which was sad.
Spread 2
So, he built a leafy home,
Among the orchid flowers,
And waited for a friend to come
For hours . . .
and hours . . .
and hours.
Spread 3
At last, a little bird came by.
She looked inside his nest
Then cocked her head as if to say,
“I’m really not impressed.”
“I think orchids stink!” she said.
“They always make me sneeze.
And you need to preen your feathers . . .
Are those fruit pips on your knees?”
Spread 4
The lonely Bird of Paradise,
He prayed that she would stay.
But she simply turned her beak up
And then . . . she flew away.
No one came and so he sang
A cheerful welcome song
That ended with a whistle,
Which was very loud and . . .
Spread 6
. . . looooooooooooooooooooooooong!
He tossed his glossy head back
And he clacked his curvy beak,
And trilled, “Tra-la-la-la-la la!
Whoop . . . Squawk . . . Shriek!”
Spread 7
He waited for an answer,
And he waited . . . No reply!
But then another little bird
Came swooping through the sky.
She landed on a mossy branch
But when she heard him sing . . .
Spread 8
She covered up her ear holes
With her head beneath her wing!
“Don’t you like my voice?” he said.
“Don’t you like my song?”
“It’s rather . . . noisy,” she replied.
“The rhythm is all wrong!”
Spread 9
“Please stay!” he cried. “Don’t go,”
He sighed. “I’ll sing a lullaby.”
“No, no!” she said. “My ears hurt.”
“I’m sorry, I must fly . . .”
Spread 10
The One and Only lonely bird
Was all alone once more.
He left his perch and fluttered
Down onto the forest floor.
He shook his head in sorrow
And he shed a tear and frowned.
“I’ll never have a friend,” he sobbed
And stamped upon the ground.
Spread 11
Left!
Right!
Left!
Right!
He stamped and stamped again.
He shimmied, fanning out his tail
To waft away the rain.
He shook his purple plumage
And he leapt into the air,
Singing, “No one’s looking,
Not a soul and . . . maybe I don’t care!”
BUT . . .
Spread 12
A little bird was watching him.
She tweeted, “Hey, hello!
I really like your dance moves
And the fancy shapes you throw.
“I like your song, I love your style,
You’ve made the perfect nest . . .
Spread 13
“Will you be my friend?” she asked.
“I think you are the best!”
The lonely bird stood still and bowed.
“I’d love a friend like you!”
He said, “We make a perfect match –
Your knees have fruit pips too!”
Spread 14
Now Paradise is twice as nice
For he’s no longer lonely.
In the end, he found a friend
And she’s his. . .
One and Only!
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