The Curer part 2 (short story by my younger son)

This is part 2 of my son’s short story, set in Tudor times. You can read part 1 here I really would recommend it if you haven’t, otherwise this won’t make much sense! 

I thought the story was so brilliant, I had to share it with you. I haven’t changed a single thing – not a spelling, a piece of grammar or a typo, it is all as he wrote it.

My son is 9 and in year 4. He wrote his story a couple of months ago.

The Curer (continued)

Solemnly, the curer sat in his cell rummaging through his labelled medicines. However, he came across a peculiar one. ‘Life?’ he asked himself, his brain buzzing for ideas. When it dawned on him. He would keep the Queen alive for a week or so. By then he could escape the country. Unluckily, disaster struck him; the bottle was empty. Trepidation surged through his veins as he remembered the judge drawing a line across his throat. Shocked, he raced around the room picking up the ingredients for what he was about to do. He poured them all into a pot he heated it, stirred it and retried it. Until at last, it was perfect.

The guards trooped in and seized him. In addition, they made sure he wouldn’t escape by aiming at him with muskets. They chained him to the floor in the throne room in the presence of the King and Queen. Gasping, Jane Seymour opened her mouth and swallowed the cure. She seemed no better or worse. ‘We will wait one hour to see the effects. For now, take him to his cell.’ announced the King, pointing at the guards.

One hour later, the same process went on: the guards seized him, aimed muskets at him and chained him to the throne room floor. ‘How are you?’ the King asked the Queen, looking down at her. ‘ I’m feeling…better.’ She mumbled, looking upwards with a smile. ‘Release him!’ he announced, raising his fist in the air. The guards opened the door for him to leave.

He jumped onto his horse and rode to the sea. He paid with the money he was given by the courtiers. He leapt onto the ferry sailing towards France. Soon England was just a dot on the horizon. Eventually, he arrived. He headed to the palace to give their King some good news. Twelve days after he had been asked for the cure the newspapers were only saying things like the English Queen is dead. When the curer arrived at the palace he informed Francis II that he killed the Queen with his so-called cure. ‘You killed the Queen?’ he enquired, perplexed. ‘No doubt about it.’ He replied, proudly on the outside. He felt a tiny bit guilty and selfish on the inside. ‘Well the English are quite big rivals to us.’ Francis carried on, pacing up and down the room. ‘How much do I owe you?’ the King asked, standing still at last. ‘Well you can have a job. Not a curer though. You killed the Queen with your last medicine.’ he chuckled, smiling broadly. ‘How about you become a noble man?’ he  offered, with a confused face. ‘Sounds good to me.’ he answered, getting used to talking with Francis.

From that day on he lived a life without crime situations. He also learnt how to speak French. He lived until Catherine Parr was widowed after Henry died, which was followed by celebrations in France, it was a sad day for the curer though as he passed away that day.


I’m linking with Wednesday Words at Crazy with twins Pop over and read some other words which have inspired people. Also linking with Prose for Thought at VeViVos where people share their own poetry and prose. Go and have a read!



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Author: Sarah Mummy

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15 Comments

  1. Very good, he certainly knows his history. I couldn’t have told you who the King of France was when Henry VIII was on the throne.

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  2. Love the twist at the end. What a clever chap The Curer turned out to be.
    Super story x.

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  3. oh Sarah, what an incredible, amazing talent your son has. That is just wonderful. I love his language, and that twist at the end… Do tell him that he MUST keep writing xx

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  4. Thanks very much, everyone! I didn’t know any of the historical detail, either, so I was impressed with his twist! He’s explained it all to me now!
    I will most certainly tell him he must keep writing, Dragonsfly 🙂 x

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  5. I read the first part to this through #wednesdaywords too! He is really talented x must be a very proud mummy moment ;)) xx

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  6. As a teacher this excites me so much! The language he uses is amazing! One very very talented boy, fantastic!

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  7. This is absolutely fantastic. He has such a great use of descriptive text and I really enjoyed every word of both parts of this story. I hope you continue to encourage him to write Sarah, he’s going be a great one 🙂 Thank you so much for linking to Prose for Thought x

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  8. Brilliant! Very very clever, and some really funny turns of phrase like “he was getting used to talking to Francis now” – wonderful! This has made my day.

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  9. Thankyou for linking part 2 to Wednesday Words! Brilliant story. Not only great language for a 9 year old, but the story was unpredictable (which is a good thing). Kept us all reading.

    I think you should get him to write us one a week! 🙂 xx

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  10. He’d probably like that, Emma! I was very impressed with his twist at the end too. Thanks.
    What a lovely thing to say, Judith! Really appreciate it.
    Thanks, Jen, that means a lot. He is a talented boy. He’s got a very enthusiastic teacher, which helps.
    I hope he will keep writing, Tori. He’s built up a lot of skills and momentum with his year 4 teacher and I hope it carries on into year 5. x

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  11. Thanks, Claire. He certainly is talented! It’s a pleasure to link up, as ever!

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  12. ‘From that day on he lived a life without crime situations’

    My favourite line of all – should be a moto for all reformed prisoners, guilty or not.

    Keep up the good work, that boy.

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    • Thanks very much! He’s still keeping it up now 🙂

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