The Twelfth Night
“Yes I can’t wait!”
Today is the day I move to
Australia and I have been looking forward to it for months. I suppose you’re
wondering why I’m looking forward to moving away from my family but the truth
is I have no family in this country and I am moving away to live with the only
family I have left, my Uncle who lives in Australia. Anyway the foster home
paid for me to go so the journey begins...
The Trip
My foster worker came with me on
the plane his name is Phil and he is the nicest person I know when we got on
the plane it was ten o’clock so Phil went straight to sleep but for some reason
I couldn’t get to sleep I don’t know whether It was because I was excited or it
was my first time on a plane but I knew either way this was going to be a long
night.
Day 1
Today when I arrived at the airport Uncle Tom was
there to greet me I had never met him before and he was very different to what I’d
imagined, he was wearing a black suit with a tie and those blacked out
sunglasses the type secret agents would wear, but the most noticeable thing was
how small he is, I mean I was taller than him when I was nine, even Phil had to
ask for ID to confirm his age. After I said goodbye to Phil, Uncle Tom took me
home. To get to his house you have to go up this colossal hill and his house is
at the very top. When we got closer I could see the house and let me tell you
now for such a small man he has a gigantic house, as soon as I saw it I asked him what he did for a living (or
should I say a luxury lifestyle?) “I own a television company” he said “nothing
much just enough to keep me going” “what!” I shouted so loud he swerved the car
and nearly hit the wall “just enough to keep you going, you live in a mansion!”
I exclaimed. No reply. “We’re here” he
said in a cheerful tone as we pulled up on the driveway “It’s very late so Mary
will take you straight to your room and put you to bed” “Who’s Mary” I asked “my
maid” he replied.
Day 2
Today was very boring
considering that I had just moved into the biggest house on the planet with a
rich Uncle. Mary said he had to leave early because he had an important meeting
so she gave me a tour of the house which took all day. I was so tired from the
plane and the car journey that I had an early night
and went to bed at eight o’clock.
Day 3
Today Uncle Tom said the
producers of a new quiz show for eleven to thirteen year olds would let me be
the co host, the first one gets rehearsed in nine days!
Day 4
Today I played on the Xbox 360
on a 90 inch plasma TV.
Day 5
Uncle Tom brought the script for
my show home.
Day 6
I read over my script.
Day 7
I learnt my script.
Day 8
I rehearsed my script.
Day 9
Three more days to the show!
Day 10
I am officially the most excited
person on the planet!
Day 11
It’s tomorrow!
Day 12
I woke up at two o’clock in the
morning and got washed, brushed my teeth, combed my hair and put on the best
clothes I had. I rehearsed the script millions of times until nine o’clock when
we left. It took about an hour to get there and the studios looked like Hollywood
with big gates and numerous security offices it was strange to think my Uncle
owned all this! We went straight to studio seven and I met the producer Alex,
the director John and my co host Peter. We got started straight away:
Script
Ross (that’s me): Hi guys. Welcome to the show where nobody knows what
will happen next.
Peter: Let’s welcome our
contestants for today. (Contestants roll run and zip line in.)
Ross: OK question one: how does a cowboy ride into a village on Friday sleeps
in that village overnight and go home on Friday?
(Contestant presses buzzer.)
Contestant: The cowboy’s horse
is called Friday.
Peter: That’s correct!
And it simply went on like that.
The producer said we did so well today that it will be on TV tonight! I phoned Phil
Immediately to tell him and everyone at the foster home to watch it!
I have the best Uncle ever!
By James Duckworth