Results 1 to 2 of 2
  1. #1
    Unregistered Guest

    Default the main subject

    Dear teachers.

    I'd like know the main subject(cliche, motto, proverb...)of the next story.


    My name is Britney. I have a very busy family. I wasn't busy. I was bored. It was the school holidays and I had nothing to do. Then I had a brainwave. 'I think I'll go to work today,' I announced, ' Can I Mum?'
    'Can you what? Oh Britney, look I really am very busy.' Mum said. She hadn't said no so I took that as a yes.
    I walked down the street until I came to Mrs Brown the bakers shop. 'Hello Britney.' smiled Mrs Brown, 'has your Mum sent you shopping?' 'No, not today.' 'Oh, what can I do for you then?' Mrs Brown asked.
    'I'd like to work in your shop.' Mrs Brown looked surprised. 'You want a job?'
    'Yes please,' I grinned. 'Well I suppose I do get busy from time to time. I'll tell you what, why don't you help me this morning to see how things work out.' I gasped. 'You mean I've got the job?'
    'You can start now if you like,' Mrs Brown smiled, handing me a baker's apron. 'Wow, great!'
    I got to work carrying trays of buns out to the counter. They looked and smelt very tasty but Mrs Brown told me I wasn't to eat any while working. After a while though, I started to get a bit bored. All I seemed to do was carry things about. Then I noticed some loose doughnuts. I'd seen a man on T.V once, juggling doughnuts.
    'I could do that.' I thought. And I did. I juggled first two, then three doughnuts until they all fell splat onto the floor. 'Hurray!' I heard clapping and looked around. Some old ladies in the shop had been watching. I took a bow. Mrs Brown didn't clap. She looked a bit cross. 'Sorry Mrs Brown,' I said 'Thanks for letting me try but I don't really think I want to be a baker.' Mrs Brown smiled. 'No harm done dear. Here, I'll give you fifty pence for your help.' 'Thanks, Mrs Brown.' I walked down the road. Suddenly, a fire engine whizzed by, it's siren wailing loudly. 'That's it!' I smiled, 'I'll be a fire-fighter.' The fire station was just around the corner. I hurried inside.
    'I'd like to be fire fighter. Do you have any vacancies?' I asked the fire chief.
    He looked me up and down. 'Interesting, we've never had such a small fire fighter. Still I don't see why not,' he said. 'Great!' I smiled. 'You can start by learning how to use a hose.'
    The chief took me to where some firemen stood squirting hoses. They squirted water into the upstairs windows of a pretend house. The chief handed me a hose. 'See how you get on. I'll be back soon.'
    I aimed the hose and squirted the windows. 'This is fabulous,' I laughed. 'Not bad for your first time,' cheered the other firemen. But after a while I got bored squirting windows. Instead I squirted the other firemen.
    'Hey, watch it!' they shouted. 'I thought you needed cooling down.' I chuckled.
    Just then the chief came back. He didn't look very happy.' What's going on?' he frowned.
    'Ooops, sorry Chief. Thanks for giving me a try but I think I'll look for a different job.'
    'I think maybe you should,' grinned the Chief, 'before all my firemen catch colds.'
    I walked back into town. 'There must be a job I'll like,' I thought to myself.
    I passed Tom the window cleaner, up a ladder. 'Hello Britney what are you up to?' he called.
    'I'm looking for a job,' I told him. 'A job eh. What about givin' us a hand with the windows?'
    I couldn't believe it. 'Are you sure?' 'Sure I'm sure, come on grab a cloth.'
    Tom and I scrubbed the windows of Mrs Fish's pet shop. There was a cheeky kitten in the shop window and I made a face at him. Window cleaning was quite a good job. But I soon got a bit fed up. Outside the pet shop were some old boxes of straw. I had an idea. While Tom wasn't looking I emptied the water out of his bucket and replaced it with straw. Then I took the bucket up the ladder and called Tom. 'What's up Britney?' Tom asked.
    'I think there's something wrong with this water.' 'Let's have a look.' 'Okay! Here goes.' I said and tipped up the bucket.'Careful!' cried Tom but it was too late. He was covered in a shower of straw.
    I laughed ' You look like a scarecrow.' 'Very clever.' Tom smiled, 'you'll not wash too many windows with straw.
    We had a good chuckle then I thanked Tom for letting me help.
    'Maybe getting a job hasn't been such a great idea after all.' I wondered as I walked on a bit. I found a bench and sat down to have rest. Just then I heard a voice say. 'Howdy down there!'
    I looked round to see two huge legs. I looked up…and up…and up. 'Wow! A stilt walker. Where did you come from? I asked. 'I'm telling everybody the circus is in town, for a whole week.' The stilt walker explained.
    'Wow! I love the circus.' I smiled. 'I saw your trick with the straw, very funny.' laughed the stilt walker.
    I told the stilt walker about my adventures trying to get a job. The stilt walker listened then said.
    'You know I think I can help.' 'You can!' I gasped. 'Come on follow me.'
    I hurried after the stilt walker. It was hard work keeping up. The stilt walker took such big strides.
    In a few minutes we arrived at the Circus. There was a big colourful tent. There were lots of trucks as well. And all the circus acts were practising outside, jugglers, tightrope walkers, and acrobats. The stilt walker spoke to a man in a fancy suit. He called me over. 'Britney, I'd like you to meet the ringmaster. He's in charge of the circus.' 'Hello.' I said. 'How would you like to be a clown in my circus, Britney?' smiled the ringmaster.
    'A clown, Yippee, I'd love it.' I could hardly believe it. 'The show's tonight.' said the Stilt walker.
    'Tonight, but won't I need to practise.' I asked. The Stilt walker chuckled, 'I don't think so, you've been practising all day.' That night I was a part of a great clown act. I got to wear baggy pants and a big red nose. I juggled sausages and squirted the boys and girls with water. And threw buckets of confetti at the other clowns. It was amazing. There was a big audience and every time we came on they all clapped. Mum and Dad came. I think they enjoyed not being busy for a change. I even noticed the Fire Chief, Mrs Brown, and Tom the window cleaner in the front row. 'Now why didn't I think of this sooner?' I thought to myself.

  2. #2
    Join Date
    Sep 2003
    Posts
    12,971
    Post Thanks / Like

    Default Re: the main subject

    Quote Originally Posted by Unregistered
    Dear teachers.
    I'd like know the main subject(cliche, motto, proverb...)of the next story.
    Well, first, what are your thoughts?

Similar Threads

  1. sentence analysis
    By hela in forum Ask a Teacher
    Replies: 12
    Last Post: 27-Apr-2007, 11:41
  2. Subject and Verb
    By jack in forum Ask a Teacher
    Replies: 14
    Last Post: 09-Dec-2004, 01:14
  3. grammar questions
    By jamiej in forum General Language Discussions
    Replies: 1
    Last Post: 24-Sep-2004, 11:41
  4. why the word "should" is before the subject?
    By Anonymous in forum Ask a Teacher
    Replies: 7
    Last Post: 09-Mar-2004, 10:38
  5. Subject of a verb
    By Anonymous in forum Linguistics
    Replies: 10
    Last Post: 14-Oct-2003, 07:10

Posting Permissions

  • You may not post new threads
  • You may not post replies
  • You may not post attachments
  • You may not edit your posts
  •  
Hotchalk