Today was really hot and we
were on our way to the beach. Technically we shouldn’t be going as it was two –
on – one as me and my dad didn’t really want to go. But there was an accident
on the road and we got out the car. We were then stopped again this time by a
young African teenager. He was selling apples, oranges and grapes to get juice.
We bought them for £1.49 and we scoffed our faces. I was not happy as I only
got an apple and three grapes. Mum got 6 and dad got 9. Mum said “but I’m
afraid this is the last one,” as she only got 6 fruit.
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Sunday, 12 July 2015
...but it was far too hot... by Ben P
Today mum and dad had a
fight. They could not decide what to do. They had lots of ideas but the answer
was always - it is far too hot. So we ended up spending our weekend at home and
all around the house there was just a desire to get outside. Mum named Saturday and Sunday weekend of
boredom. You can hear them downstairs now. Dad just said, “We could have gone
to the cinema or something,” and of course the same answer, “But it was far too
hot” from mum. I didn’t hate playing with my dog it’s just mum and dad falling
out, it’s just not right.
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