Singing Inspector

My name is Jessie.Last week I met the most scariest singing inspector Mr. Raymond.He wore big knickerbockers and extremely thick stockings.His face was round and red it looked like a tomato his eyes look like round blue gooseberries with his golden curly hair if you saw him you would think he was a hunter.I wish I was little then I wouldn’t have to do it but unfortunately am eleven. The first people he called up were Benny and Charles.They didn’t know one song.In a weak voice Charles said:We can sing Pretty Polly.Mr.Raymond said: “So sing it!” The boys began to sing it.It was so terrible I was trying not to laugh because I would be in trouble.They stop in the middle of the song.Mr.Raymond shouted:Your wasting my time you voiceless idiots.He send them out the singing class.Next he called me I walked quickly.I sang a nice song then he called Gladys Armstrong and then he called Iris.Iris couldn’t say a word and Gladys was shaking.Mr.Raymond said:Here we have deaf and dum!He said:Jessie help the mutes.I hated him.My dad send a letter and instead of singing I did exams.I am glad I told my father.