46. I get to paint.

47. We do readers’ theatre.

48.  The teacher reads out someone’s writing and it is one of the best writers in the class. And I know that my piece of writing is the next on the pile. The teacher turns to it and smiles, and reads out something and praises it. (And I am the worst writer in the class.)

49. I open my lunchbox and there is a note inside from my mum or dad saying, ‘I love you.’

50. We play a game of ‘all it’ in class.