The Dead Tree

The tree stood there, lifeless and still under the gloomy sky. The howling wind swayed the branches violently and the brown leaves began to fall.

Then the roaring of a chainsaw could be heard over everything in the area. The blade made contact with one of its fragile branches and it began to fall. It landed with a soft thud on the ground. The roaring of the chainsaw continued as it began to make its way through the branches. One by one, the branches began to fall.

The blade began to cut through the trunk with a loud screech. It plummeted into the earth and began to roll into the green blades of grass.

Boots

I watched the rain splash on the streets.

 It's been raining for weeks, but the grey skies still hadn't eased its crying. The town looked gloomy and emotionless under the clouds.

I moved away from the window and toward the door. On the porch, my boots were sitting there, waiting for me.

I slid them on and stomped down the slippery steps.

Large puddles caught my eye, just begging to be splashed about.

A grin crept onto my face as I stepped into the nearest pool of water. The rain was starting to soak into my scalp, but I didn't care.

Erin Simpson...AT OUR SCHOOL!!! (Kids screaming in background)

We were all pushing each other as we tried to get into a line. We all couldn't believe it! 

Erin Simpson was coming to our school! The Erin Simpson at our ordinary, everyday, not-so-modern, school!

 It was very hard to believe. We finally organised ourselves. The girls at the back, so we can have our daily gossip and the boys at the front to catch a glimpse of the famous star.

One of us (Jayda) had snuck a piece of paper and pen into her pocket. We all walked in an orderly manner...well, we tried too. As we walked into the hall, excitement was bursting from us like...like....like heat radiating off a hot water bottle! 

The seats were neatly (sort of) sorted into rows and mats were put out in the front for the juniors. The class sat down and we impatiently waited for the rest of the school.

When they had all arrived, everyone was at the edge of their seats. It was a miracle we didn't fall off. The teacher tried to calm us down, but we were too excited for that. For the teachers, it was probably like trying to teach a whale how to dance on its tail like a dolphin.

We all eventually quietened down since we wanted the best first impressions for Erin (No, we didn't do that on our own, it was only because Mr McManus growled at us like a thunder cloud.)

We had our heads turned, our eyes were staring lasers at the front door. But it was just the principal...with a stranger behind her!

Erin Simpson. 

Oh. My. Gosh.

She was really here! She caused more racket than What Now did a few years ago (no offence).

The girls went bonkers (mentally) and the boys' jaws practically fell! 

Erin was wearing a long black skirt and a jacket with her blonde hair flowing behind her.

She stood at the front and talked about her job. Even if she is a TV star, she needed to read heaps! There was writing and reading, it repeats itself 5 more times before she goes on TV. Erin said that she was a horrible speller, but she's better than me!

She showed us the script she had which was supposed to go on air next Monday. Then it was time for the Duffy Books.

First went Rm 1, then 2, 5, 3, 4....and finally...the best looking class ever...Room 6. We all took turns walking up. Getting our book and...actually...t-touching her hand!!!

We got to ask a few questions. If she wasn't a tv presenter, she would be a painter. 

Well, that's it for now. Thank you for reading!

(Don't want to brag, but we got autographs...in our books! That beats getting it on your arm! -laughs)

Jayda on the left and Annabel on the right. Our star in the middle.

    The fantastic photo of Rm 6! I know, we're very good looking!

    Courtney (one of the authors) getting her book.

    Annabel getting her autograph, it was chaos!