So where was I? As yes. King was so fed up that my class couldn't fly that his sent us to a different class. And Ronald was in it! "Why are you here?" He whispered to me. "King sent us to another class early." I replied. "Excuse me class. Mr Talons has transferred his students here because he was busy with other things. For those in Mr Talon's class, my name is Mrs Feather." A teacher said proudly. Mrs Feather explained to us we were going to practice landing. I haven't even learnt to take off yet! Her classroom was massive and there was a platform with a ladder to get up. "Please line up next to that ladder!" She said. Everyone hurried over. Ronald was first in line so she called on him first. "Ok Ronald. Climb up the ladder and onto the platform. Then jump and use your wings to soar safely down. If you miss, the trampoline will catch you." Mrs Feather explained. Ronald nervously looked over the edge of the platform once he had climbed up. "D-down t-there
miss?" Ronald asked. "Yes, my boy. Hurry up! Others are waiting." She replied. I watched as Ronald crept over to the edge. He spread his tiny pathetic wings and jumped. I closed my eyes and hoped he would not die. I opened them as I saw Ronald fluttering down like a butterfly caught in a tornado. I don't really care how he flew but I was amazed about the fact he could fly! My best friend! The kiwi! Could actually fly! "Great job, Ronald!" Mrs Feather said as she applauded him. He was a bit dizzy but you could tell he was excited. Oh I forgot. How stupid of me. Here is a picture of Ronald:

Cute, right? Anyway the class continued as normal. An ostrich slipped and crashed on the trampoline but made it when she tried again. "Good job for trying again, Olivia!" Mrs Feather said as she congratulated the ostrich. "Alright who have we got here. Andy Ozz. Your up!" She said. I Made my way across to the ladder. I clambered up it but I was struggling. I had to get help from Mrs Feather and that's when the whole class cracked up. And I- Hello. I'm Ronald. Wow this is a lot of writing. I stole this book from Andy. A funny bird he is. Just the other day I- Sorry about that. Stupid Ronald. Hmm. Ah yes. After I finally got up and the laughter died down, I peeked over the edge. I don't know how to explain how I felt but I had this sickness formulating inside my stomach. I looked at the class down below all eager to watch a silly Aussie bird make the perfect landing. I'll tell you how it went in the next entry. - Andy