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Chapter 1 Part 4 Once he had finished, he got up and tried to leave the table, eager to watch some T.V, only for his dad to stop him. “Jack, don’t forget it’s your turn to wash up today!” he said, irritated. “Oh, come on dad,” he said. “Give me a break! I want to watch some TV.” “No, it’s your turn. Your mum has cooked the tea, so now you must wash up after her. Besides, its the summer holidays now; you’ll have plenty of time to watch TV in the coming weeks.” “Okay, whatever.” Jack muttered under his breath. “What did you say?” barked his dad. “Nothing.” Jack made his way to the kitchen sink and gripped the washing-up bottle tightly, squeezing out a green jet of washing-up liquid into the sink. He then turned on the hot water, and watched as a mountain of frothy, white bubbles arose like an island from the foaming sea. “Jack!” his dad shouted again, “Don’t use too much washing-up liquid. It all costs money. You only need to use a little.” “I knooooooooooow!” he bellowed back sarcastically. Still his dad continued. “Well then make sure you wash them properly this time. Last time you didn’t do a good job, and your mum had to wash them all again!” With that they both left for the living room. Still annoyed, Jack began to wash-up, flinging the cups, plates, pans, and cutlery into the sea of bubbles. Not wanting to think about the pen fight again he did the wiping and scrubbing as quickly as he could. He didn’t care about any correct order or way of doing things; he just wanted to get it all done, and to get out of the kitchen as quickly as possible. He just flung them in the drainer one by one, stacking them haphazardly on top of each other until eventually a Mount Everest of pots, plates and pans arose from out of the drainer at least a foot high. As soon as he finished he burst into the small living room, eager to watch some TV, where a man in a grey suit was talking on the news about the latest tourists to blast-off into space. He was just about to plonk himself on the sofa when a sound like thunder came from the kitchen. Craaaaaaaasssshhhhhhh!
Posted on: Fri, 07 Mar 2014 03:35:26 +0000

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