Naughty Homework

• Joelle Rahman, Grade 4
• Short Story
• 2018

Hi, my name is James and I hate homework. I used to love it because it was fun. All you had to do is colour in a sheet but then one day it changed I was starting big school. I was so excited I had everything a pencil case, a new bag, a lunch box, a hat, a drink bottle and even a new iPad. I was happy all day I had friends a nice teacher easy work and lots of food. At the end of the day, I was bubbling to get homework, I mean what could go wrong. My teacher handed me my homework, I flipped the page over then I saw lots and lots of writing. When I got home, I left my homework on the table while I had a shower. When I came out of the shower. I saw that my homework wasn't on the table, I quickly scanned the room, "Wait!" I bellowed there is my homework running up the stairs. I raced up on the stairs then into my room. I caught my homework, "Yes! I shouted, but then my homework did a big stinky fart in my face. I let go to shoo away the smell then my homework leaped out the window. When I went to school, my teacher asked for my homework. I was going to say that I forgot it, but in the middle of my sentence, I blurted out the story. The next week, my teacher gave me more homework, she told me it would be a piece of cake. When I got home, I put a large heavy rock on my homework while I had a shower. When I came out, I decided to have a bite of my homework, since my teacher told me it would be a piece of cake. I took a bite, it was disgusting, my mum then explained to me what to do. When my teacher asked for homework, I gave her the homework, I was very proud, but she got mad at me because I bit from my homework. From then on, I hated homework because it was hard and naughty. The end