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Lyndsey Boreham 12th October 2002 Seminar: Felicity and Mr Frost Prose Version Felicity whined as her mother tugged at her shiny red raincoat, "Come on sweetheart, school starts in a minute, the class won't get very far without their teacher." The rain was hammering now and Susie looked fondly down at her three-year-old daughter as she splashed in every puddle on the way to St. James Primary on Madison Street. "Not far now darling" sighed Susie; this journey was so much quicker alone, although it wasn't felicity's fault that her nursery school was closed because of a hole in the roof. "Mummy - Carry" Felicity held her small gloved hands up to her mother, "I'm tired, carry me mummy." Susie hoisted Felicity into her right arm while attempting to carry a folder bulging with lesson plans and year 4 homework in her left. ...read more.


"Put that down sweetheart. Mummy has to teach a lesson now, hold my hand and we can find you something to play with in the classroom." Mrs Bell strode towards the English block the quickest way possible (with Felicity scooped up in her arms) and arrived just before the first students. "Right children. Today we are going to have a seminar on Mr Robert Frost who is a famous poet." "Is he dead miss?" cried a baseball cap from the back row. "Yes, Mr Frost passed away a couple of years ago Robbie. Now take that cap off." "As you may of noticed we have a small addition to the class today, my daughter Felicity is here as her nursery is closed. However I'm sure that she will be very quiet so we can learn all about the wonderful Mr Frost and what he has to tell us in his poems." ...read more.


Mrs Bell sighed and allowed felicity to clamber up onto her lap and she gave her a cuddle. Felicity slid her small, chubby thumb into her mouth and began to suck. The little girl reached out her hand and gently stroked the front of the book. "Look, here's a short little poem about snow, you like snow don't you? Its about a secret world, I'll read the poem to you". Mrs bell went on to describe to her daughter about Mr Frost's secret world of woods, snow and how he had miles to go. Felicity stood on her chair to watch the rain slowly trickle down the window pane, "Never have children" her mother rolls her eyes and smiles in a endearing manner at her students. Mrs Bell carried on with her seminar and Mr Frost carried on with his secret world of snow, promises and miles to go. While Felicity sat, content with her drawing and watching the rain slowly trickle down the window pan. ...read more.

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