Friday 29 July 2016

Monday morning

WALT:write a piece showing us about your Monday morning.

                     MONDAY MORNING
It is a Monday morning,I wake up to see the light peering in through the door.Then I see a shadow,who is it I wonder to myself,then I realise it is just mum she must be coming to wake me up,but it feels like only 2 am in the morning.I rip the sheets of and I pull the blinds and look outside “oh no” it is wet and raining and the trees are brushing against the house and the dogs are going wild in their cage and I wonder if I should go and let them out yet,I wonder if mum is going to drive us to school or are we biking.

I grab my school clothes out of my drawer and rush down the stairs to have a shower but Grace got there first so I decided to wait and so I get mum to brush my hair before my shower it feels like Mum is ripping my hair out of my spine like a ruthless gorilla and that reminds me that is how grace acts when Mum is doing her hair,she squeals like a baby piglet.When Grace finally gets out of the shower it is my turn just as I step in the steaming hotness of the shower tells me that I should had never gotten out of my bouncy comfortable bed.When I hop out of the steaming hot shower I grab my soggy towel and run for the fire which mum had lit at the right time, once I am dressed Mum is telling us that we have half an hour till we are going to school.So I quickly scoff down my breakfast and brush my teeth then I pack my school bag and get in the car.The engine starts up like a motorbike engine and we are off and away into the pouring rain and big fat drops land on the windscreen and Mum flick on the window wiper.  When we get to school me and grace kiss Mum goodbye and head of to our classroom and now it is time for mum to go to work.