Arthur's English Journal

This is the scene we have been studying at school.

What is that sound. It’s a sort of groaning. Wait, that sound means food. Must be food time. Food food food food food. I never liked this hallway. It seems a cramped and dark, but anyway, food food food. Oh, look it’s one of those things that gives me food and its holding food. Hurray. Hang on, I haven’t seen him before. He’s smaller than the usual person. “Hello, small food person, hello.”

Now slowly does it. Sloooowly, we are going in for the bite. The meat looks juicy today.

Hang on, what’s going on. That big person that usually gives me food is running at me. Oh my God, it just roared. Run for it.

Now that was uncalled for. First I think it’s food time, then they try to kill me. Wait, it’s that sound again. Food food food food. What’s going on here then? Oh look, a sort of small horse thing. It does not seem to be running away and what a funny sound it’s making. Well survival of the fittest and if the small horse is not going to run then I’m having it. Food food food food and pounce.

Got you now. Pull and through these wired, iron bars. Lovely. Now for the feast.