About Me
"My name is Jack Berry. I am now 14 years old and I love aeroplanes. I have had flight simulations in a Fighter Jet, Spitfire and a Boeing 737. I have loved drawing and painting my aeroplanes. I have made new friends from all over the world. I have been to museums and enjoy going round with all the people who took their time to explain things. And best of all, to go on some planes, even helicopters and practice being a pilot. My favourite plane is a Spitfire. I hope you like my book".
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Jack Berry, aviation artist and author
Meet Jack
Video: Caroline Day
MAGIC, LOVE AND HOPE
By Ailsa Snaith
Jack the seahorse loved to sleep
In bays of pearls and oceans deep
No sooner had the moon to rise
Then Jack would close his seahorse eyes
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In the depths of dreamers’ land
His colours would be bright and bold
Bathed in calm and swathed in gems
Of brilliant azure, red and gold
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Peace and light would show his path
Through glistening weeds of fire
Bravery and greatness glowed
To conquer fear and goals inspire
In dreams like this he had fine wings
To burst from sea to sky
The starfish squealed and the clams all clapped
At the seahorse who could fly
Jack woke up and looked around
His little tail was bent
The wings he’d had could not be found
He knew just what this meant
He rubbed his little seahorse tail
With magic, love and hope
He kept it in his bathroom
With his toothpaste and his soap
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Next morning when he woke up
He gasped with great surprise
Not only was his tail not bent
It had grown to twice the size
The magic, love and hope had worked
This story must be spread
That what to do when you’re feeling blue
Is look inside your head
It’s filled with the ingredients
A stunning place to start
To heal the wounds and troubles
That exist within your heart
Jack swam off in the distant night
His faith restored once more
He swam towards a light so bright
It painted white the shore
Just within his reach there lay
Amongst some dirty things
A glorious pair of stunning jewelled
Red, gold and azure seahorse wings
I know you don’t believe me
But I’ll give you a tiny clue
That the secret to our daring dreams
Is that they sometimes do come true
