Tag: english

11 Mar 2016

Honour Page: Diary Entry by Beatrix

Dear Diary,

 

My teacher is absolutely horrid! She embarrassed me by reading my autobiography to the whole class, even though she knows perfectly well it’s private. Then when I was finished she let out this cackle of a laugh, the sort that made you want to hurl yourself off a cliff. When the bell went for lunch break, I marched straight to the girls’ cubicles to have a good cry.

 

Then, I heard the door groaning loudly and in came Stella. That quietened me down a little. For some odd reason, I always felt rather stupid, crying in front of Stella. I miserably pulled the chain and pushed open the door. All of a sudden my face lit up when I spotted her, all pink and pretty, washing her hands in the sink. She must have heard me crying because she immediately came over, so I started to talk things out with her. She helped me wash my tear-stained and then we played ‘hair salon’ and I was a posh lady and she played ‘washing my hair’.

 

It felt so soothing having her sharp, dainty fingernails run through my silky curtain of hair. That lasted pretty much until the end of break and when it was time to go, we bumped straight into Mrs Prye and then she started on this long lecture about ‘safety, responsibility and independence’…

 

 

By Beatrix 8yr old – “Wants to be an author in the future”