There's a student in my class called Sam and he's as snotty as a rat. He knits his jumpers and cracks his pencil as if his pencil is like a cookiemaster.
He's so insolent and he goes on about his homework that has pumped and bumped like a balloon.
When he grumpy,he stamps his feet as if he went to a gloomy party and all of the ghosts gobble him up and think he tastes crunchy like a crispbowl.
He's so nutty when he bellows at his friends like a bull holding a rusty stick. He yells so harshly that all the classroom can crumble like a group of fruit pie
His writing is so scrummy as a chocolate broomstick. If you've ever been in my class you shall meet this crooked cram boy and he'll dive into you as if your stomach is like a huge bottle of water or lemonade.
Then he'll hit you with his pencil made out of chocolate sticks that he gulps every morning break.
If you've ever met this boy before, he's my worst student I've ever had!
Showing posts with label desks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label desks. Show all posts
Sunday, January 1, 2012
Thursday, December 29, 2011
I suddenly Changed into a Teacher
I looked around me there were students sitting at their desks and I was in a classroom. They were all staring at me as if I was sick or had an asthma attack. I looked onto my right,I saw a chalkboard and I looked onto my left I saw a teacher's desk and some old posters and pictures on the wall. One boy was sharpening his pencil and one girl was writing something on her pink girlish notebook,so those two students didn't notice me but all the rest of them were sitting,arms folded,books closed and they were not doing anything but just sit there glaring at me.
Then at last,I looked at myself in the mirror,I looked different. I didn't know what was happening to me and where I was.
Finally,I noticed myself I was wearing those red glasses,because I usually don't wear glasses. I looked at the teacher's desk,there was this huge glass case. And beside it,there were boxes of pens and pencils and there was a huge shelf filled with books of every subject. I took out some of the books that were on this huge shelf and placed them on the desk. I took out a chalk and began to write on the board.
Labels:
classroom,
desks,
dream,
imagination,
non-fiction,
pencil,
pens,
students,
teacher
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