I am Pickles the yellow parrot. I saw some sort of alien from sort of planet. They're very weird. By Theo
One rainy Friday Mrs Scorrar brought Pickles in. The Middles made such a mess that you could barely stand. Secondly we made toys. It was so much fun. I had a ball. Then we had lunch. Yummy! During lunch the raucous Seniors crowded poor old Pickles. Well after lunch we drew super Pickles. The drawings were fantastic. After the raucous Seniors had maneuvered their feet out of the Middle Room all was quiet. By Hannah G
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