The Music Inspector : Gladys’ Diary
Yesterday was the worst day of my life. The singing inspector, Mr Raymond, came. He is the worst inspector in the world and he makes everyone frightened. He wears big knickerbockers and long, thick stockings and he looks like a hunter. He has curly golden hair and eyes like huge, blue gooseberries. He’s got a round, red face and it looks like an angry sun.
Every time he comes, he makes us stand in front of the class and sing to everyone. First he called up Benny and Charles and told them that they had to sing. They said that they couldn’t sing anything except for Pretty Polly and Mr R said that they must just sing that.
Then he called up Jesse and she sang a pretty song and then he called up Iris and me. I was shaking so hard that I nearly fell over. I tried to sing but no words came out of my mouth.Mr R shouted at us for not singing and sent us away.
