Flying Pigs by Oisin Wk#13

“Caleb!” I shouted running up to him.

“Sean got hurt, we might get no homework,” I said.

“If pigs could fly!” Caleb said.

After school, I go straight home (and that is what I’m doing now) and before I do homework I feed the pigs. I was walking towards the pig sty and found no pigs. I was looking around for two minutes before one landed on my head. I looked up and there were pigs flying above me. I didn’t realise they could fly and then they all flew down in a row, waiting for their food and the little one who hit me on the head just stepped in line.