Theo must have his Probiotic Rice Krispies

Monika –
Apologies for note – early morning meeting. Hope everything I said last night made sense. Here are some extra notes to help you:
1. Theo must have his Probiotic Rice Krispies (can no longer claim to be choking on free gift – has swallowed this already)
2. Fay will claim she has a nut allergy and can’t eat school lunches. Don’t believe her.
3. Wake Sophie up and frisk for body piercings (pieces of metal in unexpected places, you will need to check her all over)
4. Theo’s homework is behind toilet cistern
5. Please make sure Fay takes Diary of Anne Frank to school and not Christina Aguilera’s Diary (latter is pink).
6. Toaster on high means house on fire
7. Theo’s class dressing up as favourite character for Literacy Hour. Give him black dustbin bag.
8. Sophie must do games – bad astral projection no excuse
9. Wake up Tom – if you can.
Good luck,
Bella

Today is day at school. Children tell me it is not but I know truth. Bella leave early but Tom is still in bed (I think). Sophie say she is allowed to have row of safety pins down clothes and goes early by herself. Fay say she is not talking to anyone in house and I am lucky one..

For safeness we cross road with Lollipop Lady (her sign is like a lollipop – is not a lollipop herself). She have big cover-up coat yellow like canary. A nice lady called Mrs G.
Mrs G she like to walk out in front of these big cars called Four by Fours with her lollipop. It seem most English children goes to school in car and any still walking is afraid of being knocked down by them. Is first person I seen smiling here in England.

‘What’s your name, dear?’ she ask in voice that children tell me is Irish
‘Do you want to see my hole?’ Is one of many big holes in road. We look. Is full of the Macdonald’s wrappers. ‘It’s the Council,’ she say and is nodding her head. But if you make a wish and put it in my hole it’ll come true.’ Is English custom, I am supposing. I will come back later with many wishes. I tell her. Theo, he wave at friends in these big cars called 4 x 4. They make sign back with finger. Is English sign, I think.

I leave Theo with his teacher Mrs Willoughby (if you ever seen candle burning at both ends you have right picture of this poor woman. I think she melt to nothing by next week.). Fay meet another girl and is gone. But as I say my bye byes I is given a vision of loveliness greater than when George Clooney first appear on Tallin TV. He about ten feet tall – he a GIANT GOD, I am dwarf – so blonde and with gentle tan that is not the St Tropez from shop. When my friend Kaja says her Mart is handsome I think the King Kong is the nearest in the comparison tables.

‘I am Sven Appelson,’ he say. He speak to me and hold out his hand! I remember my own name after while and I am telling him. He deep voice like Darth Vader, except I not scared. ‘I am au-pair of Josh, Theo’s friend.’ He drama student from Stockholm here for year to improve his English. ‘I have urgent business but we meet again,’ he tell me. I know we must. Is like Song Square in Tallinn as we starting our Singing Revolution! I feel iron destiny of Estonia history that does all its pulsating in me ferocious-like and I has not even made my wish in hole of Mrs G yet!