Crazy girl- 3. Schoolfellows
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identified with my new schoolfellows and new teachers. I begin to write first about teachers because my new teachers annoy me. Our class teacher is at ease. She likes her work because it is amusing to teach us, she can explain matters so that all of us twigged subject matter. I’m glad that this teacher is our class teacher.Our Math teacher is a very severe man because he wants to teach us Math well. I know that it isn’t easy. Our class is very naughty. So now it depends on how we will strive.
Our English teacher is head-piece. She is a clever woman. She teaches us literature and English history. I think that she wanted to live at the time when romanticism reigned here. She would like to meet Shakespeare because she wanted to be Julia. She would like to live here nowadays therefore I’m very glad.
Our Natural Science teacher is a very old woman. I think of her that she should be retired because she’s an old and ill teacher. She hasn’t been able to teach already now. She has a big sclerosis. She’s forgotten what she taught last hour. It is very tragic. But I must allow that she hasn’t been boring when she has tought. It’s was really entertaining.
The next History teacher is a lass. But about her I could write a long story. This book isn’t about the History teacher. The book is about a crazy girl. I will write about the belle no longer. So now back to our story of a crazy girl. I’m glad that the History teacher is crazy too because ther is a big fun with her. So now I will write something about the History teacher. I start to write first about her appearance. She is of a half-slim stature. Her clothes are reminiscent of the middle ages clothes. I hope that you can imagine how ghastly she looks like. I would not you see how she looks.
Now the other teachers are already normal because they would match changes. But they weren’t on a big plastic operations because they look very well. It isn’t possible.
Yet but now solemnly already. I forgot that this chapter is about schoolfellows. It isn’t about teachers! I’m sorry very much. I must set it right. The next part paragraph will already be about my schoolfellows.
My schoolfellows are actually various. I divide my schoolfellows into three groups. I like only some because the other people are villainous. I forbid it. I think about the class. Here are some very clever children but the others aren’t good friends. However so it has to be.
First group is my best favorite group. Because children who I chose to the first group are my best friends. Here where belong these people Kelly, Anne, Ashley, Mary-Kate, Lucas, Donna, Lucy, Jane, Marc, Tom and Kevin.
The second group is my good middle group where people are good or somebody is bad. But they are neutral people for me. I think about this group that children are so “air”. But they are usual. They are as grey mice who are gun-shy. I think that is a big pity. I hope that they will find the right way. I want to help them because I run them. I wish they would be midst my best friends. There belong Caroline, Merry, Carrick, William and John.
Last group is the worst group. This people are bad, villainous and not favorite in the midst of my friends. I won’t belong among them. I think of the group that is group is extrinsic the class. There belongs my worst enemy. Her name is Marge. She is villainous, boob, unsightly and the worst girl who I’ve ever met. She’s fifteen. She was born in California. She has got brown straight hair, blue eyes and a nice face, big breasts and long legs. She wears a red T-shirt with title “world star”. And blue jeans with a red belt and white shoes. She has got a silver chain on her neck. She has got a blue handbag. She hobbies are aerobic, dancing, surfing riding, reading magazines, writing books, learning, drawing, boys, her best friends, parties. She likes going to the cinema, a park, a shop, a swimming pool, and a disco, a coffee house. So there belong people like Paul, Marigold, Marina, Clare, Pauline and her best friend Marge.