The singing inspector

The singing inspector

  1. So last week the singing inspector came over, and boy is that guy the devil. Me and benny were horrified. (That means I’m charles) We had to sing a song in front of everybody in the class, and on top of that he made us look like idiots I mean he even called us idiots, and we didn’t know one single song.

 2. So then I just said we could sing Pretty Polly but of course the bull of bashan shouted “Then sing it!!!’’ So we began to sing I even got the words wrong in a very low voice. And benny didn’t make things better. He sang in the squeakiest voice ever. And I hate to admit but we did sound pretty horrible.

And then in the middle of the verse me and Benny just stopped because we were horrified. Then our turn was finished and didn’t have to sing anymore.

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  1. Tristan well done I like your thinking 🤔

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  2. Great blog Tristan, I like the way you describe all the things happening very well.

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  3. Well done! I really like your blog!

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