“OK, guys, I know I said I’m going to do this but I’m chickening out”! “Technically, you’re not a chicken Tiny.” “OK, ok, just saying so here goes-it all started when I was cozy in my egg when I got snatched by something (also known as Ms. Sisk). she put us in an ink-a-bat-or for 28 days. When I hatched it was really boring just waiting for all the others to hatch. Then the weird creatures called hew-men-beans kept picking us up and putting us in their pinafores. By the way my writing looks like chicken scratch!”. For the last time Tiny you’re not a chicken!”
By Cara & Alice in 2nd Class
