Spelling Story no.5

“Can you not create clashes when I speak?” asked my maths teacher to a student in class. Mrs. Galoshes was the blabbering, old lady in the school that annoys the living daylights out of someone. She goes on and on…
“The ashes of the fishes gushes through the town,” she says as she reads a so-called poem. As soon as she finishes her class, the students wishes come true! They celebrate and make splashes of crashed dishes. They pull out our growing radishes and they pull out the hair of the brushes.
Then comes Mrs. Dashes, the meanest teacher of them all! Judging from her name, she is our grammar/punctuation teacher. She embarrases us and makes us blush. She then calls us the Blushes of grade 7M. It is horrible!! We kids at Blake Holsey high suffer everyday. We need someones help or god knows what will happen next.
To be continued…

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