PL: I’m going to have to speak to Mrs Hook. We aren’t going to get anywhere. We’ve managed to fill in two boxes in this lesson.
Remember when we were here and we didn’t take our coats off, and now it’s them and you’re not saying anything to them.
Shall we do the work then?
We could …shut up….we could look around for …say like, Miss, say like if there was a wedding, and we could wait until they all go and then give all their rubbish back to them in bags.
PL: Yes, you could do a litter pick, if you wanted. Tidy up the community.
Yeah. Graham could help us with that. I asked Mr Rory as well. We just got to tell him.
Gardening?
This school got a good garden you know. It’s up there.
(shows where the garden is)
If we don’t keep the trees we’ll all die.
It’s loads of grass down there.
PL: Abby.
Abby.
Abby.
That’s not my name.
PL: Your name is Abby.
No it’s not, it’s Debbie.
(Abby giggles)
PL: From now on girls, you won’t sit together.
We’re going to get a row off Miss Hook. We’ve already had a warning. We nearly got kicked out, me and Dai.
Why d’you call him Dai?
Cos that’s his name on PS3.
Miss, we haven’t hardly got no reasons for sorting out that though.
What about Aller? That’s rough. We could go and tidy that up.
It’s rough as hell round here that we could maybe…
(All talking at once)
They’re all pikeys up there.
Up Aller.
PL: How else can we improve the environment then?
Eelctricity.
More bins.
Caergwli’s a mega mess.
PL: I can’t hear you all talking at once.
Miss.
Miss, there’s rubbish.
Miss, you know all the scrappies, they go up Caergwli pinching bins.
You know what I seen? Me and my bamp saw scrap men taking a brain out of a bin. And copper and all that.
Miss, I know, go down Pwll…
(Indecipherable nonsense)
Where are we taking bikes to, Miss?
How aint you on report, Beth, You gets sent out of every lesson.
(Two girls leave the room early because one is on crutches)
Bye smell.
Miss they won’t get in trouble now if Miss Hook comes up.
Orright, Ty, shut up now.
PL: What else…any other ideas?
I got a good idea. We make loads of little flyers and pass em out in Caergwli. Up the town they got no bins.
Miss, we could make…
You could prosecute…
Miss, they’re talking about littering but they chucks it straight on the floor.
Can you sign my report? Miss. My report.
And mine.
And mine.
Can we go?
Miss, miss, even Miss Hook knows I got a shouting out problem.
Miss, sign my report.
PL: See you next week.
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