One day in the year of the 1867 my mum told me to get some water from the well. I thought it was unfair as I always get the water but I got on with it anyway. I got the bucket and I was on my way. It took me a while to get to the town well but I made eventually. It was very hot and I was very tired. I filled my bucket and I was on my way home. But the bucket of water was heavier than I expected and it took me a long time to get home. And my mum wasn’t happy.
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Great story Robert. I bet your Mam definitively wasn’t happy.
Well done Robert. I enjoyed your story this week. You’ve set the scene well by mentioning the date at the outset. I bet it was very hard for children back then, they would have had lots of chores to do!
Keep up the great writing.
Ms Brennock
Team 100 w/c
Dublin