School isn't all that good after all. I've changed my mind. Last week it was good but this week it's not as good as last week. Mrs Thompson is still nice but I've been there a whole week now and Mr Atack is still a bit scary. We have to learn stuff too. It's okay but it's not as much fun as playing in the sand pit.
Emily and me, we had a talk about it at break time. Emily's mummy told her to enjoy school because it's important and you have to learn things for when you are big so you can get a good job. Emily's cousin has just stopped learning from tteachers. She went to a place you go after school if you want to keep learning even more. She's twenty-two now and only just finished!
Twenty two is quite old. I don't think I want to learn for all that time.
We have a caretaker at school called Mr Smith. He is nice to everyone and he can fix anything. He gets to wear dungarees at work with lots of pockets for all the things he needs like hammers and glue. I'm going to ask him if he had to stay in school until he was 22. If he didn't, I think I'll do that job because he is always happy. Or the person with the big lolly pop who helps you cross the road. Rachel Harris says she is going to be a princess and you don't need to learn any sums for that, you just have to be able to swirl in a long dress.
Anyway, I don't understand why I need to do all this learning when I'm not going to leave mummy and dad anyway.