The Singing Inspector

It was a sunny day I was sitting in my room writing in my diary until the singing inspector, Mr Raymond came. He was wearing huge knickerbockers and some thick stockings like a man who hunts. He is the perfect man to hate.

He would call everyone to come in the big room. The little ones wouldn’t come and the older teenagers like Jack Long and Paulus. They only did exams and no singing. Then we would do the doh ray me fah and things like tata tete. After that, singing.

This time he called Benny and Charles first to stand in front. After that he said you two, the long and short, sing for us. Benny and Charles didn’t know any song sadly. Mr R got angry and with a roaring voice he said what can you sing?

In a weak voice Charles said we can sing Pretty Polly? Mr R shouted then sing it!

Comments

  1. I liked it when Mr R got angry

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  2. I also thought that Mr R is the PERFECT man to hate, I mean whats his problem?

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