Artsy Class

I rushed in, eager to draw. Our assighnment today was to draw what your feeling anf see if the teacher could tell what your feeling. I got to work, drawing a simple cat reading a book. I took it up to Ms. Patch and she looked from it to me.
"The drawing says you feel humerious, but your face says its a cover up," she astounded me, "So whats on your mind?"
"Nothing that needs to be shared," i smiled as the bell rang and for once i couldn't wait to get out of Art.

Ms. Patch greeted us as we came into the room. We were sculpting with Ivory soap currently. Claire made a beautiful swan, although somehow someone chopped the head off. I was making a frog, for my mother. She loved frogs, and she would be ecstatic when she finally came back with dad from hiding. I sat down, and started making the legs.