Amy&I: Part 2

Well it is more like Amy and I plus whoever else was there...but tough.

 

Amy sent me the link to this earlier. So funny :') And it relates nicely to this memory...

I'll set the scene. Year 9 English. Ace Day. Can't remember what teacher. Maths room. The one that got turned into the dance studio. With me? Yes. Right. Moving on.

I didn't want to do this ace day. And I was put in a group without Amy. But we managed to persuade the teacher to let us all be together in the groups that we wanted. So we went into those groups. But I still didn't want to do the ace day. And so I sat being miserable at the end of the table not helping my group write the newspaper (Which was the task. I think it was actually meant to be about something; but I can't remember...). And then our actual teacher Miss Leach comes into the classroom, sees me looking miserable and comes over and makes me cry. But that is a whole other story. Back to this story. She goes and everyone in my group is trying to get me involved as they don't want me to cry again or something or other...and so I do. They ask me to write a story to go into the newspaper. And this was my story.

A woman was walking along the beach. She heard a sound. She turned around and NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA TSUNAMI! 

And that is my memory for today :)

xox