05 And That's When It Fell Off in My Hand by louise rennison

Author:louise rennison [rennison, louise]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2010-11-02T00:00:00+00:00

I said, “I tell you what, Lindsay, why don’t you just boil me in oil and call it a day?”

But I said it after she had trolloped off on her extremely knobbly legs.

english

We are doing the life of the Bard of Avon, otherwise known as Billy Shakespeare or the Swan of Avon, as Rosie calls him, because she deliberately misheard “bard”

as “bird.” Miss Wilson was raving on about his doublet and how he invented language.

Oh I am sooo bored, and distracted by my new pash, Masimo. I can’t stop thinking about him. He is by far the dreamiest boy in the universe and probably beyond.

I sent a note to Rosie and said to pass it on to all of the gang. I wrote it in Shakespearean-type language, because I can’t help being artistic. And also I have a thirst for knowledge(ish).

I wrote,

Odds bodkin I am boredeth. I feeleth a let us goeth down ye olde discotheque coming on.

Rosie wrote back,

Forsooth and lack a day let us grooveth!!

So when Miss Wilson turned her back to write something dull on the blackboard, we had a quick burst of manic “Let’s go down the disco” dancing to relieve our girlish tension.

Vair vair

amusant.

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Miss Wilson will be very pleased with Billy’s enduring effect on the culture of England. When Rosie sat on the knicker toasters in the blodge labs, she leapt up and said, “Lawks a mercy, I burneth my bum-oley.”

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