Brown Dog – No Name
By Colin Brinkley
Brown Dog had no name. He had no home. He had no family.
Brown Dog slept in sheds and in garages and on the streets and in the bins. Brown Dog was dirty. He smelled of dirty.
Brown Dog was looking for a home. He looked at the school. He looked at the Bus Station. He looked at the Shopping Centre.
One day, Brown Dog woke up in a bin. Colin was sitting on a bench. ‘Woof woof’ said Brown Dog.
‘Hello – come home with me’ said Colin. ‘I’ll give you a home. I’ll give you a name.’
Brown dog got a home. He got a name. The name was Roland. A nice name. Colin and Roland were very happy together.
On Wednesday 13 February, we’re holding a special book launch to celebrate the JumpstART student’s stories and artworks. We’d love to see you there – more details here.