The Music Inspector
My name is Benny. Last week the Music inspector came and I was absolutely terrified. He always wears stockings like a hunting man. He has got golden curls. His beady eyes are the colour of blue gooseberries.
When he was standing right in front of us he asked me and Charles to sing a song.I told him that we did not know any songs. Then Charles said we can sing Pretty Polly. Then Mr R shouted Sing it! I sang it in a squeaky voice because I was so scared.
Then when Charles and I were out of breath Mr R shouted “A waste of my time, a waste of time”. He also called us voiceless idiots. And then he said “send them out”. And now you shall only do exams. I would much rather do exams than have to sing.
