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The ski outing Went on a school trip inland I hated it we were skiing I fell, in the ******* snow it was no joy the other boys, laughed I would never forgive any of them. My mother had given me some sarnies with cheese ate them before we arrived and later was sick of hunger . The ski fastening didn't fit, gave me ulcer on my left heel I took the ****** ski off and hid them behind a hut The teacher came he demanded I find ski and put them on I refused and told him to get lost. I was sent to sit on the bus it was icy with engine off, God I despised every blasted moment of this, I'm not a team player and don't find snow fun it is not a woolly blanket. The other boys also came had frostbites and cried we left the snowy hell, the bus now warm was I was human again and plotted my revenge.
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Jan 26, 2017
Jan 26, 2017 at 3:57 AM UTC
ski outing
The ski outing Went on a school trip inland I hated it we were skiing I fell, in the ******* snow it was no joy the other boys, laughed I would never forgive any of them. My mother had given me some sarnies with cheese ate them before we arrived and later was sick of hunger . The ski fastening didn't fit, gave me ulcer on my left heel I took the ****** ski off and hid them behind a hut The teacher came he demanded I find ski and put them on I refused and told him to get lost. I was sent to sit on the bus it was icy with engine off, God I despised every blasted moment of this, I'm not a team player and don't find snow fun it is not a woolly blanket. The other boys also came had frostbites and cried we left the snowy hell, the bus now warm was I was human again and plotted my revenge.
jan-oskar-hansen
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Jan 26, 2017
Jan 26, 2017 at 3:57 AM UTC
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