Das seltsame Buch - Académie de Nancy-Metz
Das seltsame Buch - Académie de Nancy-Metz
Das seltsame Buch - Académie de Nancy-Metz
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Premier prix en anglais, catégorie secon<strong>de</strong> : Lucie Gutman<br />
He had warned her about the book. Now it was too late…<br />
I was sleeping on the sofa whereas my parents were packing their bags. My little sister, Enola,<br />
was playing in her bedroom. The house was very quiet, but sud<strong>de</strong>nly, somebody rang at the door. I<br />
stayed on the sofa; waiting for someone to open the door. My mum asked me to go, so I stopped my nap.<br />
Behind the door there was a girl, who was around 15 years old, like me. She was carrying a big bag<br />
“Hello! I’ m Lena, the babysitter!” said she.<br />
which looked very heavy.<br />
“Good afternoon! My name is Nathan; I think you want to see my parents! I’ll go and find them!”<br />
“Yes, thank you very much.”<br />
I went to find my parents but a big noise could sud<strong>de</strong>nly be heard.<br />
“What happened?” I said.<br />
“Nothing, I just dropped my bag!”<br />
“Oh, it’s true that it looks heavy… Do you want me to take it?”<br />
“Yes, that would be very nice! Thanks.”<br />
I invited her in, I put the bag in the living-room and I went to find my parents. They said that I<br />
could go to my bedroom; they wanted to explain to Lena her job for the weekend. So I went to my<br />
bedroom to play vi<strong>de</strong>ogames.<br />
At 7 pm, my parents went to the airport so I stayed at home with the new super baby-sitter! I went<br />
into the kitchen to get back to my kingdom. Lena was cooking and it smelt good.<br />
“What are you doing?” I asked.<br />
“I am just cooking a little something for dinner, are there things that you don’t like?”<br />
“Not particularly!”<br />
“Ok, it’s easier for me! I will feed Enola. Can you stay with me please? Because she doesn’t know<br />
me, so she can be afraid of me.”<br />
“Yes, if you like!”<br />
We fed Enola, after, Lena put her to bed. Enola loved Lena; she didn’t cry when she put her to<br />
bed, she was very nice. So I <strong>de</strong>ci<strong>de</strong>d to be nice with her too, perhaps she <strong>de</strong>served that. When she<br />
came back, we ate together. And I spoke to her about my parents’ library. We had a big library, with<br />
many books, I’m proud of it because it is like in a film, a beautiful library with sofas and tables to work