Morning at The London Nautical School
The school in the morning is noisy. The children are shouting at each other like lions in the zoo. The conversations you overhear between students and teachers about late homework and detentions make you laugh. As you walk through the playground, you see children running and laughing like hyena’s. As you enter the building, all you can hear is echoes in the corridors of people speaking. The bell is ringing for you to enter the classroom. As you reach the classroom, you see the teacher getting the students inside to settle down. As the teacher sets the work, the classroom is silent. The silence is so relaxing you nearly drift off. RING! RING! You jolt up as someone’s phone goes off. You see the teacher storm over to the student and tell them off so loudly your ears ring. Afterwards, the classroom falls back into silence and you slowly fall into a relaxing, much needed sleep.
Night at The London Nautical School
The school in the night is quiet because there is no one in the school at night. The corridors are pitch black, you can’t see anyone at the end. The school is so dark and quiet that if you was there you could easily mistake it for an almost abandoned building. It is really strange that a building usually full with children during the day is so silent and empty. It is so quiet that if you was there, every step you take would echo throughout the whole building. The outside traffic echoes through the corridors and is usually the only noise you would hear from the inside. The building is so quiet that you can hear everything which can make you paranoid that someone is there with you, following you around the abandoned corridors, watching you.
February 3, 2016 at 3:00 pm
This is lovely work Naod. I can see how your work in our Narrative group has really helped you make progress in your writing skills. Well done. Very proud of you. :)) Miss Citro