The Singing Inspector

Hi I’m Benny and last week  was the worst day of my life. We had singing class and an inspector came  with really big knickerbockers  with thick stockings. He looked like a hunting man. He has a red and round face. He the rudest man I’ve met  in my life. He called everyone to sing except the little ones sometimes I wish I was older but that day I wished to be little. We had to do do ray me fa so la tee and stuff like that. Then he called out Charles and I. We didn’t know any songs so the inspector started shouted at us. Then Charles in a soft voice said we could sing pretty Polly. Then Charles sang it in a low kind of voice it was really bad and I sang in a high pitch voice and I could see that the class wanted to laugh. When we were done I was so embarrassed. Then he called up Gladys Armstrong and Iris Vaughan. I could tell by there faces that they were really scared. The inspector started shouting mean words at them. And that was my bad day at school.

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  1. Great blog Seth I think it has a lot of detail and imagination. I like how much thought went in great billed to. So over all just amazing job . But won question I sort of lost you in the story so your character diapered he was there then he was gone. But amazing job.

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  2. Impressive!
    The way you wrote is fantastic! I wonder how would it feel to be one of those children.How did you feel when you read Iris Vaughan's story? i enjoyed reasding ths wonderful story on The Singing Inspector!

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