My my loves the winter nights because the weather gets so cold. When she comes home from work, she would put the dinner on and clean the house. Then we would come home from school, do our homework and have our dinner.
Some of my friends might knock for me to come out and play. My sister, Sadhbh, would be crying to go out and my ma would say "Stay in". Sadhbh would say to my ma, "Ma, where does the birds go in the bad weather?"
"They would be in their nests high up in the trees",
ma would answer.
By Pierce
Pierce, this is a lovely tale, the use of your weekly spellings is fantastic too, I can't wait to read your next short story, well done! Mr. O' L.
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