story of file draft 4 [final draft]

Name: Aishwar

Class: 1E1

 Date: 10-01-14               

 Draft 4

                 

                                        The Story of the File.

                  It was a Monday. I was brought to a shop from a file making place to sell me. I was going to the shop in a lorry.

                  After reaching the shop, I was brought to a dark room and left there with the other files. The   next day, I was taken out of the box and put on the shelf.  Then after awhile a young lady wearing shorts and Justin Bieber t-shirt approached me and took me and put me in her basket. Then straight she approached the counter to pay money for me and the other things in the basket

                   I was put in a plastic bag and brought to a house; I think it is the young lady’s house. After entering the house the lady took me out of the plastic bag and gave me to a girl, I think it is her daughter. Her daughter brought me to her to room and wrote some kind of words. I think is her name and her class name

                   The next day, she brought me to her school and file all her worksheets in me. And from that day she loaded me with worksheets almost everyday. From that day almost everyday my weight  increase  so  I cried but no tears came and I got angry but the file didn’t turn red .Thank god, at the end of the year she unloaded me so I was very happy .Then I was left in the shelf for a year and again she used me. Then after she used me again I was broken so she recycled me

story of file draft 3

              [Correcting words]

                  It was a Monday. I was brought to a shop from a file making place to sell me. I was going to the shop in a lorry.

                  After reaching the shop, I was brought to a dark room and left there with the other files. The   next day, I was taken out of the box and put on the shelf.  Then after awhile a young lad wearing shorts and Justin Bieber t-shirt approached me and took me and put me in her basket. Then straight she approached the counter t pay money for me and the other things in the basket.

                  I was put in a plastic bag and brought to a house; I think it i the young lady’s house. After entering the house the lady took me out of the plastic bag and gave me to a girl, I think it is her daughter. Her daughter brought me to her to room and wrote some kind of words. I think is her name and her class.

                 The next day, she brought me to her school and file all her worksheets in me. And fro that day she loaded me with worksheets almost everyday. From that day almost everyday my weight  increase  s  I cried but no tears cam and I got angry but the file didn’t turn red .Thank god, at the end of the year she unloaded me s I was very happy .Then I was left in the shelf for a year and again she used me. Then after she used me again I was broke so she recycled me

 

story of file draft 2

                  [Paragraphing]

It was a Monday. I was brough to a sho from a file making place to sell me. I was going to the shop in a lorry.

                  After reaching the shop, I was brough to a dark rom and left ther with the other files. Th   next day, I was taken out of the box and put on the shelf.  hen after awhile a young lad wearing shorts and Justin Bieber t-shirt approache me and took me and put me in he basket. Then straight she approached the counter t pay money for me and the othe things in the basket.

                  I was put in a plastic bag and brought to a house; I think it i the young lady’s house. After enterin the house the lady took me out of th plastic bag and gave me to a girl, I think it is her daughter. Her daughter brough me to her to room and wrote some kind of words. I think is her name and her clas.

                 The next day, she brought me to he school and file all her worksheets in me. And fro that day she loaded me with worksheets almost everyday. From that da almost everyday my weight  increase  s  I cried bu no tears cam and I got angr but the file didn’t turn red .Thank god, at the end of the year she unloaded me s I was very happy .Then I was left in the shelf for a year and again she used me. Then after she used me again I was broke so she recycled me

 

story of file draft 1

It was a Monday. I was brough to a sho from a file making place to sell me. I was going to the shop in a lorry. After reaching the shop, I was brough to a dark rom and left ther with the other files. Th   next day, I was taken out of the box and put on the shelf.  hen after awhile a young lad wearing shorts and Justin Bieber t-shirt approache me and took me and put me in he basket. Then straight she approached the counter t pay money for me and the othe things in the basket. I was put in a plastic bag and brought to a house; I think it i the young lady’s house. After enterin the house the lady took me out of th plastic bag and gave me to a girl, I think it is her daughter. Her daughter brough me to her to room and wrote some kind of words. I think is her name and her clas. The next day, she brought me to he school and file all her worksheets in me. And fro that day she loaded me with worksheets almost everyday. From that da almost everyday my weight  increase  s  I cried bu no tears cam and I got angr but the file didn’t turn red .Thank god, at the end of the year she unloaded me s I was very happy .Then I was left in the shelf for a year and again she used me. Then after she used me again I was broke so she recycled me

biography

1) Name: Aishwar

2) Class: 1E-1

3) Hobbies: Sleeping and watching dramas because it is the only thing that is easy

4) Favourite Color: Green  because the colour  is good  for  eyes

5) Favourite Food: Nasi Briyani  because it is very tasty

6) Something interesting about myself: I like to do things          different from others  because I  can learn more things

7) Best Friend: Roshan Ravichandran  because he help me in homework

8) Life in Primary School: Favourite teacher ( Mdm Fairus )  because she  helps me with vocabulary

9) Favorite Subject: Science because I  can learn interesting things

10) Expectation of Secondary School: To be a good student.