o saptamana la o scoala noua
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Laufend, Zuerst veröffentlicht März 08, 2018
dupa cum stiti orice  copil  in prima saptamana de scoala se simte foarte neglijat de ceilalti copi pentru ca este nou,da la fel s-a intamplat cu o fata pe nume Francesca Rilley .Sa va povestesc putin despre Francesca ,este o fata cuminte care invata foarte bine.Parinti ei Eleanora Rilley si Cristian Rilley vroiau sa o duca pe fata la o scoala de excelenta cu copii foate educati si destepti.Ea cand a auzit vestea nu a vrut.Parinti nu au mai avut ce sa faca au trimiso la scoala  normala de copi nu foarte educati si nici prea destepti.Ea  credea ca este foarte bine ca era cu niste copii normali si nu nustiu ce genii.Dar nu era cum credea ea ,era mai rau decat credea ea.Fiecare copil de acolo era pedepsit nu pentru lucruri marunte ci pentru niste lucruri foarte mari.Ajunge si ea in clasa.Toti copii nu aveau nici o carte pe banca.Ea frumos isi ia cartile si le pune pe banca.Profesoara cand o vede cu cartile pe banca o aplauda si o lauda atat de mult pentru ca numai ea a scos cartile pe banca.
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