the war outbreak

The Beginning

Hey... Slow down, Marian. Don’t go so fast. Let me catch up. Hey.” This was the voice of a fifteen years old girl with blonde hair and beautiful face wearing turquoise dress with pearly ribs going up the collar with two ribbons and it continued to her waist and tied up like a bow. She was Cordelia Winseltone who had hit a hard rock and had fallen on the ground. Marian, a girl with dark brown curly hair, red dress and Blue shoes, came back to Cordelia scared. “Are you hurt? I was afraid your clothes were torn or you were hurt. Are you Okay?” She said.  “I’m fine but why were you running so fast? There’s still fifteen minutes to the start of class. Besides, Mr. Percy always gets late five minutes. He should be punished in front of the board instead of us.” Cordelia told her. They both laughed at what Cordelia said and they laughed till they arrived at the school. In the class, all kids were playing except one. He was Jean Blyhte sitting there from seven and half and memorizing “over the skies” lessons. The class was going to begin at 8. He was a 16 years old boy with black raven hair and average but strongbody because he exercised regularly. He was wearing white shirt and blue pants. His trousers were held by a brace. Mr. Percy arrived at 8:05 because he was coming from a long distance. He was wearing formal suits and a white shirt and had his shoes polished. He started teaching. He told to the best students of the class, Jean and Cordelia: “Recite the poem Over the Skies.” Cordelia started to recite. When she came to the punch line: “Love invites you to me, so come my kind mother.” everybody’s blood was frozen. Then Jean recite the poem so that everyone thought he was reciting a war poem and everyone were frozen even Mr. Percy. They got the full mark and sat on their seats. Then Mr. Percy gave them oral dictation and again Cordelia and Jean became the first and the seconds were Marian and Frans Barnille. The school time finished at 2:30 and everyone went back to their homes. “Who do you think will be the first in the sledding competition this year? You or Frans. Maybe Jean? What do you think, Jean?” Marian told Cordelia in the way. “I don’t know, who is more carefully.” Said Jean. They reached to a small rock they had named “white stone”. There was a three-way

there  which  would  end to Marian’s home  from west,  Jea n’s home  from east and  Cordelia’s  home  from north.  They separated  and  went to  their h omes.  But they  agreed  to  see  each  other  at Cordelia’s home  tomorrow and  have  a  small gathering. everything was simple  b At the  party in  Winselt ones  house, ut beautiful.  Mrs.  Katy Winselt woman and  a devoting mother.  Suddenly, one  was  a  kind an  eight  or  night came  out of the  room under  t years old  boy he  gable.  He  was Thomas  Winselt one,  a  boy with  dark  brown  hair,  who wanted  to  find  out what happens at the  party. He attended  the  party with  his best suit.  When  the  party  was over, Cordelia’s father  who was a fort brown y or  fifty years’  old  man  with  dark hair  and  moustache  took  the  they Cordelia  and  Katy  Winselt to their  homes.  Th omas, one  walked  with  them to  the  door.   “Patrick, don’t forget to get  Cordelia’s sleigh  you  had  given  to Mr.  Peggin  for repair  so that she  can  get  ready for  tomorrow.” Katy said.  “Yes,  sure. course, I  won’t forget.” Said  Patrick.  Mr.  Winselttone  came  back  ho Of me. He had  brought Cordelia’s sleigh,  too.  Her  sleigh  was white  and  pink and  had  had  it  painted  with  red  roses  expertly.  Cordelia  ran  to  her  father the  moment she  saw  him,  let herself  in  his arms  and  kissed  him. “ you  don’t know  how  much  I’ve  been  waiti Ah , ng for  you  to  come  home,  dad. Oh,  my sleigh! It’s  brilliant!  I  appreciate  you  and  Mr. Peggin.” Said Cordelia.  The  next  day Cordelia  took  her  sleigh  and  her  bag and  went to school and  after  that she  went to  the  sledding competition.