I was at grans house and it was time for my bedtime story.
“This is a special story,a story so very close to my heart this is a story about The Knotted Gun” whispered my gran.
“But i already know the story of the knotted gun everyone knows that story.”i replied
“oh but you dont know the true tale”said my gran with a crackle in her voice
“true tale?”i said nervously
“yessss…….oh look at the time i shall finish the story tomorrow, time for bed!”
So i got into bed, tossed and turned then, fell asleep and never woke up…
My telling off was bad,
“This is unbeleivable!” screamed Miss Tale.
“But i didn’t understand the instructions.”That was my excuse, but of couse it was no use, no matter how hard i tried.
It was just a simple quiz about rocks,but to my teacher, it was an exam as important as anything.I thought i had done quite well,scoring a high 80% ;but miss tale expected 90%.I got the highest score in the class.Is that not good enough?
Detention was only for me. I was puzzeled
“But I didn’t understand the instructions!”
I screamed at my teacher, she just sighed and shook her head,
I screamed and screamed but she still said nothing,
i rolled on the floor shaking my fists,
but she just walked away,
i stomped right up to her and screamed “say something!!!”
As you guessed she said nothing
I was a foolish 4 year old,
And what happened next scarred for life,
She smacked me on the face,
But i didnt understand the instructons i said
she said it wasnt an excuse.
well, i thought that was a bit harsh.
but if i said that i would end up in the marsh
Of course i ended up in detention,
they never give you much attention.
Could anything be worse,
maybe ending up with a curse.
but of course curses arnt true,
if they where i would be dead, phew!
when my mum asked how school went,
i lied and said its fine.
whilst sucking on a lime,
i love limes,
there my favourite.
Now its time for detention.