Hello!

This is Amy here; I go around school with a gang. My teacher is Mrs. Lilly, I call her Mrs. L. That’s because for some silly reason she doesn’t like Lilly, I think it’s nice. I can’t help boasting a little bit about class. I’m top. There you go. I said it .Don’t get angry. I’m righting on my desk. With my gang who is Emily, Zara, Me, and my boss or captain Ann. She came up with this. The gang is righting in our team journals. Mrs. L approves of it of course. Oh, I should go now to recess. “Come on gang”

Ann said – sorry – big Ann said. I sighed, I love big Ann’s bravery but I’m a little scared honestly and I’ve just washed my poor braided hair!  I also have a beautiful, white party frock on! I’m nervously tapping (elegantly) down the stairs to the play area the boys are all ready for war .were not. I feel like crying. I hid my tears from Ann she doesn’t allow crying. I take 3 deep breaths to calm down, hold Emmys hand hard for protection and whisper to her “I regret stealing Jakes’ cookies”

“ATTACK”