On Monday when I was in third grade and my teacher was Mrs. Biddle, at the school of Kaneland John Stewart. I was on the bus to go to school that day and I stepped off the bus. Shortly, I went into Mrs. Biddle room. Next I unpacked my backpack, then I sat down at my desk and started reading. However, I realized Mrs. Biddle was not in the classroom. Oh no, where is she, do we have a sub? Though, about 5 minutes later Mrs. Biddle my third grade teacher walked in the classroom and asked, " What did everyone do over the weekend?" I answered back by raising my hand and then she called on me and I smiled. " I went to my Lake House with my friends."
"Well that sounds fun," shrilled Mrs. Biddle. The rest of the day was fun we played
