Eoghan was in school and it was a Monday. His wretched teacher was giving them a pile of work and Eoghan wanted to get out as soon as he could so he took his alligator whistle that he had got in a cereal box that morning out of his pocket and at break time –
HOOT! HOOT!
He blew the whistle. Nothing happened. He looked at the mauve coloured whistle and shoved it back into his pocket.
After break time he was inside doing some really tricky maths when he heard screams. He looked out of the window and saw alligators – hundreds of them climbing up the walls and into the school.
“Oh no!” Eoghan shrieked as the whole school was in pandemonium.
“What have I done?”