Yesterday's corner time: 7 Minutes.
I've heard rumours and they are quite distressing.
The word on the playground is that I'm going to have to start going to big school in a few weeks.
Initially, I scoffed at such a ridiculous suggestion but now I'm starting to worry.
Becca has had a definite spring in her step recently and my intelligence has been partially substantiated by a conversation that I overheard between my parents.
Dad was telling Mum how she won't know what's hit her when she has to take me to school every day.
Every day?
School?
School, every day?
If this turns out to be true, it'll most likely have been me that's hit her and she'll know it.
Matthew.
About Me
- Matthew
- I'm Matthew, I'm 6 years old. I have a Mum, a Dad and an annoying, 4 year old sister, Becca. I started writing this blog when I was two. I had more time on my hands in those days. Becca wasn't even born and I didn't have to attend school for every waking hour. Still, whenever I can, I get up to mischief and I document my adventures here.
4 comments:
I am already laughing as I imagine the tales you are going to share once you start school.
Aw, school isn't that bad. I'm about to enter my 11th year of it, and if I can survive it, you can too. I'm sure you will have many interesting stories to tell.
11th year? I thought this was going to be a temporary arrangement. Now I'm really worried.
Matthew.
It is temporary! 13 years of school, then you'll either get a job immediately or attend another 2-8 years of school and THEN get a job. Don't worry, it'll be over before you know it. Not that I like school, but it will go fast.
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