I Am NOT Making This Up!
You know how sometimes you try to tell your mum and dad something REALLY important and they say stuff like, “Ah-ha, that’s good,” or “Go tell your dad,” or “Don’t be silly,” or “Can’t you see I’m on the toilet?!”
Like the time I found a crisp shaped EXACTLY like Mrs Cunningham who lives upstairs and when I showed Mum she just said, “No thanks, you eat it.” I obviously did NOT eat it. I put it in an envelope and carefully posted it through Mrs Cunningham’s letter box. Because that’s what I would want someone to do if they found a crisp shaped exactly like me (also called a crisp twin).
Anyway, one time me and my friend Zach who lives downstairs ran home from school to tell Mum something EXTREMELY IMPORTANT about an INCIDENT that had happened that day. But she didn’t listen.Even though we were all sweaty and red and out of breath from running. And Zach had fallen and cut his knee and everything! But Mum just gave me a LOOK like I was making it up and said, “Don’t be silly, Izzy,” just like she ALWAYS DOES! Mum always thinks I’m making stuff up. She says I have a
And I say that I can’t help it that weird stuff always happens to me!
So I told Zach to tell her, because she NEVER shouts at Zach or tells him HE’S making things up. One time, I asked Mum why she shouted at me and not at Zach when we coloured in Dad’s head when he was sleeping. And she said, “I’m not Zach’s mum, but I am YOUR mum, so I’m ALLOWED to shout at you!”
So Zach told her about the INCIDENT at school, and guess what? Mum phoned his mum and she came up and SHE shouted at him. Right there in our living room in front of me and Mum and Dad and everything. I was worried she was going to start shouting at me too. But then I remembered the Shouting Rule.
I felt bad for Zach. His mum shouted REALLY LOUD and got a lot angrier than my mum did. When they left, Mum said it was because Zach’s mum and dad have split up and that this was the last thing Zach’s mum needed as she already had “TOO MUCH ON HER PLATE!” I didn’t know what that meant. But then I remembered that, last week at school dinners, Mrs Kidd (the school force-you-to-eat-every-scrap dinner monitor) wouldn’t let me leave the table until I finished EVERYTHING on my plate. And I felt sick because the stupid dinner lady had given me five ice-creamscoops of shepherd’s pie. They use the ice-cream scoop for all the food at our school. Zach says that they don’t even wash it before they serve the ice-cream and he knows that for a fact because his mum used to be our old dinner lady. Anyway, I HATE shepherd’s pie so I couldn’t finish it all and I got really angry because I wasn’t allowed to leave the table and I DEFINITELY had too much on my plate!
So, anyway, Mum told me to go to my room and do my homework. But I said I couldn’t until she listened to what had happened at school that day. But then her eye started to get all twitchy and that’s what happens before she gets really annoyed and starts shouting things like, “That’s it! I’ve had it! No holiday!” So I just left it and said sorry because I really, really want to go to Disneyland in the school holidays as we didn’t get to go on holiday last summer because Dad had to work.
So I went upstairs, but I didn’t go to my room. I sneaked along the hall into Mumand Dad’s room and phoned Zach on his new mobile phone.
Dad says that it’s RIDICULOUS that Zach has a mobile phone at his age, especially one that’s better than his. Mum says that Zach’s dad buys him lots of expensive things because he’s not around as much as he was. I know Zach misses his dad but we don’t really talk about it because Zach doesn’t like to.
So anyway, I phoned Zach from Mum’s room. And someone answered. But it wasn’t Zach! It was somebody else! And then I remembered that we had left our school bags in school because we had run awayafter the
You know how sometimes you try to tell your mum and dad something REALLY important and they say stuff like, “Ah-ha, that’s good,” or “Go tell your dad,” or “Don’t be silly,” or “Can’t you see I’m on the toilet?!”
Like the time I found a crisp shaped EXACTLY like Mrs Cunningham who lives upstairs and when I showed Mum she just said, “No thanks, you eat it.” I obviously did NOT eat it. I put it in an envelope and carefully posted it through Mrs Cunningham’s letter box. Because that’s what I would want someone to do if they found a crisp shaped exactly like me (also called a crisp twin).
Anyway, one time me and my friend Zach who lives downstairs ran home from school to tell Mum something EXTREMELY IMPORTANT about an INCIDENT that had happened that day. But she didn’t listen.Even though we were all sweaty and red and out of breath from running. And Zach had fallen and cut his knee and everything! But Mum just gave me a LOOK like I was making it up and said, “Don’t be silly, Izzy,” just like she ALWAYS DOES! Mum always thinks I’m making stuff up. She says I have a
And I say that I can’t help it that weird stuff always happens to me!
So I told Zach to tell her, because she NEVER shouts at Zach or tells him HE’S making things up. One time, I asked Mum why she shouted at me and not at Zach when we coloured in Dad’s head when he was sleeping. And she said, “I’m not Zach’s mum, but I am YOUR mum, so I’m ALLOWED to shout at you!”
So Zach told her about the INCIDENT at school, and guess what? Mum phoned his mum and she came up and SHE shouted at him. Right there in our living room in front of me and Mum and Dad and everything. I was worried she was going to start shouting at me too. But then I remembered the Shouting Rule.
I felt bad for Zach. His mum shouted REALLY LOUD and got a lot angrier than my mum did. When they left, Mum said it was because Zach’s mum and dad have split up and that this was the last thing Zach’s mum needed as she already had “TOO MUCH ON HER PLATE!” I didn’t know what that meant. But then I remembered that, last week at school dinners, Mrs Kidd (the school force-you-to-eat-every-scrap dinner monitor) wouldn’t let me leave the table until I finished EVERYTHING on my plate. And I felt sick because the stupid dinner lady had given me five ice-creamscoops of shepherd’s pie. They use the ice-cream scoop for all the food at our school. Zach says that they don’t even wash it before they serve the ice-cream and he knows that for a fact because his mum used to be our old dinner lady. Anyway, I HATE shepherd’s pie so I couldn’t finish it all and I got really angry because I wasn’t allowed to leave the table and I DEFINITELY had too much on my plate!
So, anyway, Mum told me to go to my room and do my homework. But I said I couldn’t until she listened to what had happened at school that day. But then her eye started to get all twitchy and that’s what happens before she gets really annoyed and starts shouting things like, “That’s it! I’ve had it! No holiday!” So I just left it and said sorry because I really, really want to go to Disneyland in the school holidays as we didn’t get to go on holiday last summer because Dad had to work.
So I went upstairs, but I didn’t go to my room. I sneaked along the hall into Mumand Dad’s room and phoned Zach on his new mobile phone.
Dad says that it’s RIDICULOUS that Zach has a mobile phone at his age, especially one that’s better than his. Mum says that Zach’s dad buys him lots of expensive things because he’s not around as much as he was. I know Zach misses his dad but we don’t really talk about it because Zach doesn’t like to.
So anyway, I phoned Zach from Mum’s room. And someone answered. But it wasn’t Zach! It was somebody else! And then I remembered that we had left our school bags in school because we had run awayafter the
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