I am the brick house, stop laughing, I was built by one of the three little pigs. I have been sent to represent the straw and stick houses that are long gone. I don’t have much to say for myself except to remind you that a well built structure beats anything slapped together in a…… Continue reading Brick House – Fiction Friday – If Walls Could Talk
The class decided to put all of us gingerbread buildings and houses together on two tables side by side in the lunchroom.
Some of the houses fell apart in the hallway during the transfer and the kids quickly glooped them back together on the spot.