The queen has bad luck
Hier een verhaaltje van Ester:
The Queen has bad Luck
Once upon a hill, there was an old spooky house. In that old spooky house lived an old man. The old man’s name is John. Once down a hill was a castle. In that castle lived a queen. The queen’s name is Hannah. Once Hannah went to the old spooky house. John was very kind to her. When Hannah wanted to go, she cried and cried and did not stop. John said: “I’ll bring you home.” But he went upstairs and threw her out of the window. “AAAhhh!”, Hannah said. She fell down and almost died. John fell down and kissed Hannah. He thought that Hannah died, and cried: “My wife!” Then Hannah woke up and said: “Let’s marry.” They did marry. They did everything together. They loved each other so much. They lived happily ever after.
The End.
11:49 pm
september 18th, 2008
Hallo Ester, nu heb ik jouw verhaaltje over the queen pas gelezen en dat heb je in Mei al geschreven! Dom van Oma hè? Maar ik vind het een héél leuk verhaaltje hoor. Je moet er gauw nog maar eens een schrijven, dan ga ik het gelijk lezen. Dag Ester, de groetjes voor jullie allemaal van Opa en Oma de Vries.