Mr waller is reading us a book called A Boy In A Girls Bathroom and this boy named Bradley is writing a letter to Carla his counselor that left to work at a kindergarten. And we are trying to guess what Bradley wrote to Carla.
Dear Carla,
It is a pleasure to write to you. I am so sorry for not coming to your office after school. I'm also sorry for not helping you move your stuff, being mad at you, and screaming at you. I wanted to go for a haircut then I changed my mind when we were nearly there. I asked my mum If she could drop me off but she said no because we were almost there. It smelled like chewed bubble gum. After my haircut I begged my mum to go to the school she took me to and I ran to the room and I got your letter.
Thank you for talking to me whenever I needed help. Also meand Jeff are friends. He came to my house to pick me up to walk to colleen birthday. I Got changed 6 times. I made a hold in my pants like Jeff.
I went to Colleen’s birthday party. When we got to Colleen's house we rang the doorbell and I heard the girls scream. Oooo presents what is it Colleen said I almost said what it was but Jeff elbowed me so didn’t tell her then I started to sing happy birthday then Jeff elbowed me again. It was fun we played games. And my team won most of the games. I made a new friend. The dog's name is chicken. When Colleen read her letter I put love Bradley in her letter and everyone laughed but then this girl Karen told them to stop and when we sang happy birthday I got the words mixed up and then I was the only one singing but we had a laugh. I came first place and we also got points when we played the games. We did a 3 legged race. I was with Jeff because Mrs. Fairygold said that boys can not be tied with girls.
I really hope you write back to me. I really do miss you.
-Bradley Chalkers
Last seat, Last row
Redhill school
Mrs Ebell class
Room 12
I love your letter to Carla. You have included a lot of storyline from the text in it. It sounds just like Bradley. Nice ending too, last seat, last row.
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