Tuesday, 29 July 2014

CRAYFISH
Uggh! I cover my nose it smells like rotten old fish.
Mum calls me to dinner my heart sinks as I walk to the table. I think it might be crayfish? When I sit down at table, I can see a glimpse of the big pot that mum cooks crayfish in. I give up I will eat it  BUT, you will have to let me have pudding  when I  put the disgusting and one of my least favourite meals in my moth it fells slimy and it taste salty as I put it in my mouth .  It was worth it .
By Elizabeth






 

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