Week 18 The Broken Kettle By Danny

One morning, I woke up and walked down stairs. I put on the kettle and went up to get dressed. About 10 minutes later I went down stairs to see if the kettle had boiled. It was still boiling so I sat down and drifted off to sleep without meaning to.

When I woke up I looked at the kettle and it was still boiling. I went to get my mother to tell her that the kettle was broken. She said it was grand when she used it so I said, “But it is SO slow I could run a marathon and it still wouldn’t be ready.” I then copped on to what my mother had said, she said that she used it early on so it must have been her who used it.