This is another essay I was told to write in my English class. The task was to write a description of my first day of school (real or imagined), keeping in mind the feelings and thoughts of a child. This is what I wrote.

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My uniform is itchy. Is that how you say it; yoo-nie-form? I think it is. My skirt’s too tight, and the white shirt feels weird. I asked Mummy if I could wear pyjamas, but she said no. I hate the weird green thingy that’s around my neck, Mummy calls it a tie. Why is it called that? You don’t have to tie it, you just put it over your head. Why did it have to be green, green is a boring color. Why couldn’t it be purple?
There’s a lot of kids outside the school. Some are holding their Mummy’s hand. Why are they all girls? What happened to the boys? Maybe they’re already inside. I’ll ask Mummy.
Mummy said that there aren’t any boys at my school. I asked if they were at home, but she said no. They’re at a school for boys. Why’s there a school for boys, and a school for girls? I can’t play Mummies and Daddies without boys, it would just be Mummies. Maybe they’ll have Barbies there. I want the Elsa Barbie, because Elsa is my favorite.
Mummy says she has to go now, and that she’ll see me when school is finished. Can’t she stay with me? Why does she have to go? Mummy says that I shouldn’t cry, because Mummy will always come back. Mummy will always come back. Always.

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