If any of you doubted my Britishness before seeing that title, I can be almost certain that that doubt is now gone.
Okay, story time again I guess, but that's fine. After all, if I have to do one of these every day then the majority of them are going to be story time.
My mother belongs to the profession of yelling at kids to listen to her talk about science and then give them work to do. My mom is a teacher and, being a teacher, sometimes has to go on courses and things on 'how to teach' from people who like to brag. Today, my mom went to a workshop thing that was hosted by my school.
My school, for those of you who don't know, is a grammar school, meaning that because they have pupils who've passed a test to get in they think that they are the best school in the country (they're really not. My mom has taught me more about biology in three minutes than my biology teacher has in three years) and so they put on workshops. Apparently.
Anyway, the workshop that my mom went to, which was earlier today, was in my form room and when I went into that room after school I saw one of the staff taking in a tray filled with, you guessed it, TEA AND BISCUITS! They're my absolute FAVORUITE and my mom was going to get some and I wasn't!
I know it's a meaningless little tale that makes me seem really selfish, but I hadn't eaten in a few hours okay LEAVE ME ALONE!
I'm joking.
But seriously, I was hungry.
Until tomorrow, toodle pip
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