Monday Morning.
It was a Monday morning. The teacher was droning on about something that felt too complicated for me to understand. Luckily I had a secret hoard of food under my desk. I quietly reached for a sweet and popped one in my mouth. Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a paper jet. Some kids in my row had started to fly them around the classroom. One soared right past Mrs. Eagley's nose. Luckily she didn't notice. I started to crunch on a packet of chips. Suddenly Mrs Eagley looked up. "WHO IS EATING IN MY CLASS?!" She screamed. Then she looked right at me. "KAREN!" Oh dear.
Lauren
Grade 5
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