Gosh chiz
st custard’s hav decided to go green. Well i mite
hav expected it, just when i thort we were safe from globule worming old grimes
have decided to GO GREEN and build an elektric windmill to power the hole skool.
Fotherington tomas call it a wind turbin and dance with joy
when he hear the news. The little wet clap his hands and skip about trilling “we
are saving the planit, we are saving the planit. The flowers will be saved the
trees will be saved”. He is just like a little parot who just discuver the world is
made of nuts.
Grimes order the skool janitor to build a windy turbin and
make it big enuff to suply the whole skool with elektricity for ever and ever
amen. Janitor mutter and grumble and slouch off in a huff as per ushual becos he
has to do sum work like the rest of us hem hem.
Later he is spotted by peason sneaking awa with bits of wood
from the fence at the back of the bike shedds. This will not end WELL.
Later.
Much later.
Well the windy turbin is built rite in the middle of the
foopball pich which sends grimes into a wild bate. He foam at the mouth and
swings his best kane like a wild demon who drunk too much BEER in the village
pub witch we pore boys never visit hem hem.
Even later.
The grand swich on
Chiz chiz no speshial treets for the pore boys to celebrate
st custards new green windy turbin. We hav been lined up on the frozen wastes
of the foopbal pitch to watch the grate green triumpf. Fotherington tomas is allowed
to pull the swich the pore wet.
BOOM! CRACKLE! BLAM!
A big flash lite up the sky and all dive for cover even tho
there isnt anywhere to hide on the freezing wastes of the foopball pich. As i
kno too wel chiz chiz.
After a wile a few of the bravest boys hem hem dare to raise our heads
from the skool mud. We take a horifid look at the disaster wich has befallen us. Ho ho. O
horror.
The windy turbin have burn rite down to a pile of ashes and sum black
wires wich look like telefone wires to an xpert eye .like mine. The windy turbin didnt burn long becos the janitors wood was
all roten and burnt too qwick for my liking.
O wel lessons learned as they sa.
