Wednesday, February 5, 2014

My Teacher

One day the class was playing happily until Mr Thurlow came stomping angrily into the classroom. He smelt like rotten clothes. Mr Thurlow never smiled. He sounded like a squid mixed with a goat. I had to sit next to him, it was horrible.

It was almost home time. I zoomed out of the classroom. I was happy to be home.

1 comment:

  1. Ethan, what a great story! You have a fantastic imagination! You came into my office with great excitement to share your story. We of course know that Mr. Thurlow is really quite nice! Ms Keenan