The beautiful farm-life
Chapter one:
Planning the day.
This story is about a farm. We shall follow the story, as it was a script. It starts like this..
(The Mane person wakes up)
Mane person (MP): (Gasping) what is the clock?
(MP take up a digital clock and looks at it)
MP: Whoa, the clock its four at the morning! I'm late for milk the cows!
(MP takes on the clothes on and find a bucket, and ruches out in the dark.)
MP: It's dark now at the autumn mornings, so, there is the cow house!
(MP milks the cows and goes for the other jobs; then, half past six, he goes to bed.)
(His mother, Emma (E) wakes him some hours later.))
E: You most wake, Billyboy! It's breakfast!
MP: Okay, just give me a few hours to take on my clothes (gasp).
E: Don't be silly; in five minutes, you are at the kitchen!
MP: Okay, okay, okay.
(MP takes on his clothes (again), and goes down to the breakfast- table.))
(His father Bibin (B) comes in.))
B: Hey, this is a perfect day going fishing at Breakingham Sea!
E: That's sounds good to me!
MP: I prefer to be here, training for the horse race with my best horse.
E: No, no, no, fishing is good for being a strong man when you grow up!
B: Come on, it will be fun!
MP: Okay, but I will take with me a friend.
E: Sure you can!
B: We are leaving at a quarter to twelve.
(MP goes out to the hens, looking for eggs. He finds some and goes to their only neighbors. He gives them the eggs and asks his friend Charles (C) if he would go with him, fishing.))
C: Sure I can!
MP: Good, let's get to my farm!
A\N: I would like if you're not flaming me for this story, or criticizes that I have write errors. I'm just an twelve years Norwegian boy. Remember that!
PS: Please R\R! And please come with some advice! Pleeeaaase!!!!
Planning the day.
This story is about a farm. We shall follow the story, as it was a script. It starts like this..
(The Mane person wakes up)
Mane person (MP): (Gasping) what is the clock?
(MP take up a digital clock and looks at it)
MP: Whoa, the clock its four at the morning! I'm late for milk the cows!
(MP takes on the clothes on and find a bucket, and ruches out in the dark.)
MP: It's dark now at the autumn mornings, so, there is the cow house!
(MP milks the cows and goes for the other jobs; then, half past six, he goes to bed.)
(His mother, Emma (E) wakes him some hours later.))
E: You most wake, Billyboy! It's breakfast!
MP: Okay, just give me a few hours to take on my clothes (gasp).
E: Don't be silly; in five minutes, you are at the kitchen!
MP: Okay, okay, okay.
(MP takes on his clothes (again), and goes down to the breakfast- table.))
(His father Bibin (B) comes in.))
B: Hey, this is a perfect day going fishing at Breakingham Sea!
E: That's sounds good to me!
MP: I prefer to be here, training for the horse race with my best horse.
E: No, no, no, fishing is good for being a strong man when you grow up!
B: Come on, it will be fun!
MP: Okay, but I will take with me a friend.
E: Sure you can!
B: We are leaving at a quarter to twelve.
(MP goes out to the hens, looking for eggs. He finds some and goes to their only neighbors. He gives them the eggs and asks his friend Charles (C) if he would go with him, fishing.))
C: Sure I can!
MP: Good, let's get to my farm!
A\N: I would like if you're not flaming me for this story, or criticizes that I have write errors. I'm just an twelve years Norwegian boy. Remember that!
PS: Please R\R! And please come with some advice! Pleeeaaase!!!!