Hello my name is Henry and I'm 12 years old. I am not tall , I am short and I'm not good at sports. I live in Bath and this is my story.
It was the 15th of September 2017 and it was my first day in high school. I was using my new school bag for the first time. Once I met all my classmates I proceeded to meet my new teachers. The first one that I met was my tutor who also was my English teacher. Her name was Bernadette and I got a good impression of her. The next teacher was my Spanish teacher, Jason, he was very kind to all the pupils, because of this, I thought he would be a good teacher. But the next teacher was Harry, my P.E. teacher, at first he looked very strict, that's one thing that I didn't like because I don't like sports. The other teachers I met didn't have anything special to say about them, so the only important ones in my story are: Harry, Bernadette and Jason. The first week wasn't too interesting, the interesting things started the following week when Bernadette gave us the date for the first exam.
When she gave it to us, she said we had one full week to study. So like most of the other students I left it to the last two days to study for the exam, but when I realized what I had to study I realized that there was a lot, so I knew what a big mistake. This is a lesson for you all, don't leave any studying for the last minute......
Okay, now I have to go as my mother wants me in the kitchen...
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My Little problems with no solution
Teen FictionThis is the story of a boy telling his Little problems.