Thursday, October 14, 2010

The story of...

Here is a little taste of just how different it can be!

This is the story of a pretend British girl.

One day, a little girl went to her wardrobe. She decided that she wanted to wear her gray trousers and black jumper. It was still dark out, and she had to walk on an uneven pavement to get to her bus stop. So she opened up her drawer and pulled out her torch. She made her way into the kitchen to get some snacks for her day. She knew her class was taking a holiday, so she packed her bum-bag full of yummy biscuits.

On her way to the bus stop a lady in trackies and trainers passed her and asked if she was alright. The little girl replied, “Yeah, cheers!” Later that evening her mates and her decided to go see a film down at the cinema, but ended up pushing a trolley up and down a car park.

The little girl was knackered after her long day, but had to take the rubbish out once she got home. She decided that she was going to where a posh outfit the next day, and laid it out. She washed her teeth, used the lou, and climbed into bed.

The End.

The story of a pretend American girl

One day, a little girl went to her closet. She decided she wanted to wear her gray pants and black sweatshirt. It was still dark out, and she had to walk on an uneven sidewalk to get to her bus stop. She opened up her drawer and pulled out her flashlight. She made her way into the kitchen to get some snacks for her day. She knew her class was taking a field trip, so she packed her fanny pack full of yummy cookies.

On her way to the bus stop a lady in her sweatpants and tennis shoes passed her and asked, “How are you?” The little girl replied, “Yes, Thank you!” Later that evening her friends and her decided to go see a movie down at the theater, but ended up pushing shopping carts up and down a parking lot.

The little was tired after her long day, but had to take the trash out once she got home. She decided that she was going to where a fancy outfit the next day, and laid it out. She brushed her teeth, used the bathroom, and climbed into bed.

The End.

2 comments:

Sara said...

Haha... bum-bag. That's my favorite :-)

Anonymous said...

That's so cute. Isn't it funny? Same language...but totally different. Love it.