On
the way to school the sky was a mixture of colours including orange, red and
yellow. Zooming across the sky was a fighter jet.
When
I arrived at school, everybody was wondering where Miss Johnson was. Miss Chapman
came through the door like a hurricane shouting, ''Nobody panic, Miss Johnson
will be here soon!''
Soon
after that, Miss Johnson stormed through the door and said, ''Sorry I'm late I
was having a bath!'' She danced through the classroom clumsily tripping over
pens, rulers and my lunch which went everywhere. I was fuming; I didn't have any
lunch to eat.
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