In year 6 my class went to many school trips. And one we went to when our geography/history topic was the Celts and we went to this like fake old village.
On the way there on the coach, a boy fell asleep, and everyone started poking him and he didn’t wake up it was really funny!! When we got there, there was a little pen of rabbits and guinea pigs, that had nothing to do with the actual place lolz. We all had to line up outside the gates to the fake old village because we were just in the buildings around it, which consisted of toilets, eating rooms, and information and stuff like that rooms. And then this yelling screaming man popped up behind the fence, and all the teachers got excited because they had been going on these trips with students for quite a while lolz.
I think the man said something like get of his property or something and I was like I would gladly get of his property and go home and just fall asleep, but then he also said something about learning his way of life. We came in through the gates, and outside the gates there were theses really really fake heads of ‘traitors’ that were really weird!!
We had to like make torcs and wheat and butter, by hand, (well with like tools lolz). And then it got to like almost the end of the trip, and man said he needed two volunteers. I put my hand up, even though I didn’t know what he was going to make me lolz, and so did this other boy called Nathan.
It turned out that we had to make some bread from the wheat we had got and like other ingredients (I can’t remember loads lolz). I had picked a bad day to have a long sleeved, fluffy jumper, that when the arms were rolled up, just slide back down my arms, on a day I was going to make some bread lolz. I went home with bits of bread dough all on my jumper!!
