Good grief, I had to write about what I did in the holidays. How am I supposed to remember that, it was ages ago.
I told the teacher that this sucked. What was the point dragging up the past. Do you know what the teacher said? Well we got to look at the past to know what we want to do in the future.
Huh! I started to think about that. I cruised around in my mind and had a bit of a laugh about how Groove and Wheels, my best mates and me went down to the mall and decided to make some money by busking. Well we soon had a crowd. Really impressed they were, Wheels making the sounds and Groove and I breaking the dance, showing our moves and really hitting the track. I mean we are good, really good.
I doodled this down in my book 'cos I had nothing else to write and the teacher spotted it. Do you know what happened next. She made me read it out to the class. It wasn't even a story, well I didn't think so but the teacher, she said that I had the facts and if I played with the words I would have a really stunning short story. I said to myself, "if this is all there is to writing I could be the next Captain Boxers. Ha ha ha.
I won't let it be known we only made 20c with our busking.
