Pernille's Little World

When mom drove us to school today, my brother was asking over and over again which day it was. He made fun of me because I didn't remember it was Friday today.. (Been a little confusing week). Then he started to ask; "Which day comes after Friday?" I said Saturday. "And after Saturday?" Sunday? "After Sunday?" I was getting little tired, so I just answered; "Jonathan, it's Monday, you know that. When a week ends a new one starts, and the same days repeat over and over again, week after week."



This phrase got me thinking. Everyday is just the same. Just once in a while it changes.. I don't want it to be like that! Sometimes I just want to drop out of school, travel around and just take each day as it comes.



Same with our school days. Every day is the same. We wake up early, go to school, take lessons and goes home again. What's so excited with that? Learn this and learn that. I'm so sick of it! It's the same, boring thing every day!





But English is a funny subject. Right now we learn about poetry. We're sitting in groups and making poems. Two poems each group to be more correct. All these poems are going to be a book.

Here's one of the poems my group made:


Our school day

Our teachers are very crazy
But the students are just lazy

Every time a teacher says
Now you learn this special phrase

But this teacher we don’t fear
Cause the students don’t care