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Post by Tom Smith on Apr 30, 2008 4:22:14 GMT -5
Lottie turned to hear John tell Oliver off. Bitting her lip, she carefully got up, Putting her peice of paper into her pocket of her dress. Going towards John in the front, her long blonde hair bobbed. Lottie wouldn't have normally done this, but she felt she had to. Approaching John she spoke quietly to him. "please...sir....Oliver did nothing...." she looked down at her feet and then up at John, her eyes searching his expression. "Luke was not being nice to me...." She shrugged her shoulders and turned back to the class. The little girl then quickly rushed to her seat and sat down. she could feel her cheeks heating up and she turned to Oliver with a tiny smile on her face.
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Post by Carl Quessy on Apr 30, 2008 8:43:13 GMT -5
John sighed. John: I only heard Oliver which disturbing other student who try to work Miss. Now you should return to your sit before the teacher come back. At his sit, Carl finished to write his story and turned his paper face to the desk. He looked around and to John and Lottie. Carl wondered where his mother was and why it was so long before she bakc at school - how it was with Samantha? Lost in his thought, he heard the door opened behind them. ** Tag Charlotte **
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Post by Charlotte Quessy on Jun 8, 2008 14:04:45 GMT -5
Charlotte let Samantha enter the first in the school and pointed her sit while walking otward her own desk. All student was quiet and observed the teacher. Samantha wasn't able to look at her friends, nor to the other children. Charlotte: So, everything was fine during my absence? The teacher talked to John, which stood up for let her the place. John: The school didn't burn, so I think that answer to the question! Charlotte: Thank ytou John, you can take you sit. She wasn't sure how she should understood John, but the others children were quiet and not seem had fighting or in dispute - which was good. Charlotte: Now I will ask you to let your writing for the moment. If you completed it, you can bring it to me before the lunch. If you didn't or would like more time for complete it, you can continue it at home and bring it tomorow morning at the start of the day. The teacher pull down for collect a book in her brown bag. Charlotte: For now, I will read you a story, maybe some of you already listen or read it in the past, but please, listen quietly for the other. The book is The Three Littles Pigs. Luke: Littles pigs? How can a book written about littles pigs? That is for babies this kind of story Mrs. Some children laughed with Luke, but not Carl. Charlotte: Mr. Robinson. If you take the time to listen the story, you will notice that each characters in this story represent some quality and default that people around us can have. After the story, I really be interested to heard you told me about which little pig you can be. Luke grinned to the teacher and rolled his eyes. ** Go to Lunch time at School **
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