I hate school. Phoebe B is a cow. Every time I went near her today she started holding her nose and waving her hand around and people started laughing. When we were waiting outside for cooking she said my mum was mentally insane. I said her mum was so fat it would take a space ship 3 years to circle her. She said that the harvest festival was delayed because my mum threw bleech over Pollys mum. Polly said it didnt get her. I said she didnt throw it it was an accident. She was cleaning and she tripped. Phoebe B said my mum was arrested for swimming in the river with no clothes on and they put her in a strait jacket and took her off to the mental home. We were outside room 6 so I pushed her down the stairs and she cried like a baby.

Miss G sent me to the headmaster. He told me to wait in his study with him so I sat there while he talked on the telephone and drank a coke. I told him coca cola had 8 spoonfuls of sugar in it. And he said yes it was very bad of him and asked me not to tell anybody. He told me I shouldnt have pushed Phoebe B down the stairs WHATEVER things she was saying. So I said what are you supposed to do when someone is saying nasty things about your mummy. You come and tell me, he said, which to be honest isnt very practical. He said there is a lady at school who is very helpful to talk to. Then he asked me how I was doing and he asked me if I had any questions. I couldnt think of any. Then I asked him if he knew what a strait jacket was. He said it was something to wear that stopped you hurting yourself. Like armer I suppose. We are studying knights. He kept looking at my school uniform. I couldnt find mine this morning so I was wearing one of Joshes shirts and I took my socks and skirt out of the washing machine but everything was wet and crinkled so I have been letting them dry on me. I tell you what, he said. Why dont we have a look in lost property and see what we find and then he took my hand and we went to look in the box. He kept saying I dont think anybody will be needing this and giving me clothes to put on. Strickly speaking he is a thief.

Oct 4