Isabell's Blog

I wake up in the middle of the night while the rain is pouring, I sit on my towel/bed it's cold and freezing. I rewrap my self in my towel and fall back asleep.I woke up the next morning getting ready for school. There was an icy breeze coming through my mums shack. It is rusty very rusty in fact. I said my mums shack because my daddy died when I was 3 and now it's just my mum and me. My mum has two jobs and one of here boss are lean and very mean, trust me I know i've meat him. I go to school but it it's not the best but i'm glade I actually go to school. I want to make my parents proud a specially my daddy.I want to be just like my daddy when I grow up he was the only one in his in tire school who got a collage degree.My school is small but manageable but the thing that gets to me is the text books problem.It's when all my class mates which is 56 in total have to share 14 text books between each other. We have breaks but our play ground is cramped but you...

      To day has been dreadful , dreadful! You might think, o it can’t be that bad ,but it was dreadful.       Why you ask , I’ll tell you why. Yesterday the singing inspector came. He looked rather funny if        you ask me. He had really thick blonde hair, like as blonde as the sun, he wore big knickerbockers to       his knees, thick socks, funny shoes and a suit type of thing as a t-shirt. He had a loud horse        voice and shout when he spoke.       Ok now I will tell you why it’s been a dreadful day. So now Mr Raymond ( the singing inspector )        also known as Mr R. Mr R said he is going to test our singing. He first asked two boys to sing, their        names are Benny and Charles. They sang pretty Polly and Mr R did not like that. Then Jesse went         and she sang amazing.Then it was Iri...