An awful visit

My name is Jesse. And yesterday was a day of pain and suffering. I always thought school was for learning, not for being jawed at. I was at my desk waiting for the day to start, the teachers looked nervous and some of the children too and I didn’t know why. Then I remembered that the singing inspector was coming to our school today! When he arrived I noticed he had huge knickerbockers, much bigger then my dad’s, he had this red face. All puffed up. He was the full package alright. He even stared at you with his gooseberry eyes. I already hated it. He went ahead and put us in the big room, where we did singing. He made us do singing exercises, and then it was time to sing. He didn’t bring the little kids or the big kids along. Probably because the little kids were to young and the big kids only do exams. Oh how I wish to be them now. He asked Charles and Benny to sing first, but they don’t know any songs, we all know that. But they surprised me when Charles said they could sing Pretty Polly. And so they did, before the singing inspector could get more angry than he already was. It was horrible, so, so horrible. They kids wanted to laugh so bad, I could tell. But we all knew Mr R ( the singing inspector) wouldn’t approve. Then Mr R snapped, he called Charles and Benny voiceless idiots and sent them out. I was in shock, but that didn’t stop Mr R from calling me up to sing next. All by myself, luckily I knew a song and did a lot of practice. I sang a wonderful song and then I sat down, thankful that I didn’t get jawed at. Poor Iris and Gladys Armstrong. When they went up I could see how nervous they were, Gladys was shaking a bit, actually she was shaking a lot. And Iris looked as if she were in a real shock or maybe having a heart attack? Mr R didn’t like the silence so he snapped and called them Deaf and dumb. That was a bit to far, but he wasn’t done he asked Winnie and Gladys Long to help them. But he didn’t say it nicely. Or call them by name, instead he called them paralysed mutes. One thing I learnt is that I do not want to ever become a singing inspector, but I do hope the singing inspector gets punished for being so mean and short-tempered. I feel so sorry for Iris, she doesn’t do singing anymore. After all I think it’s fair, she deserves a break from all that drama!