On Friday morning it was St Patrick’s Day and I had to wake up so early. I wanted to go back to sleep but I did not. I ran like I’ve never run before to get ready for school. And out the door we went to the mass. After mass Father took us outside for the time capsule which was buried for 25 years. Daniel and Estherose dug it up but some of the photos were destroyed and ripped.
After that we came back for morning tea and then we got ready for tabloids. My favourite game was paper, scissors, rock with Mrs Deeney. We ate lunch and then I came back to Room 6 and we started to read about St Patrick and learned that he was born in Britain and he was taken to Ireland as a slave.
On Sunday I came to the Mass with my dad and my brothers. There were heaps of people there but we enjoyed the singing. After Mass we went to the hall and sang 3 songs for the guests. We also stayed for the delicious lunch and my best food was the chop suey . It was such a good celebration for St Patrick’s.