Nt1310 Unit 6 Assignment 1
Assignment One
Charlotte Johnston been sitting at a black top table surrounded by a group of chatty students her own age. And hadn't been paying much attention to what the teacher was saying, because everything zoned out, besides appearances and movements. Mr. Hube was wearing a bright purple sweater with tan khakis, and was extra fidgety. Something got him all hot and bothered, and it was obvious. His pale blue eyes glanced the room, and the pauses, he worried his lower lip, driving Charlotte crazy, that his outfit choice was bold for a teacher and that he appeared nervous to speak in front of his own class.
“Lottie,” an intrusive voice said.
“She’s in her own head. She can't hear you,” a know-it-all voice said.
Charlotte with a jerk of her head, faced the two voices. Jessamine and Lucy. …show more content…
“A friend’s house?” Mrs. Blanchard raised a brow.
“Yeah, I have friends who wouldn't mind.”
“I’m sure you do.” Mrs. Blanchard crossed her arms. “It is best if we find a home for you.”
“What you mean?” Stammered Charlotte.
“I believe it would be best if we put you in a foster home.” A hopeful smile appeared on Mrs. Blanchard’s face.
“I...I can't!”
“It’s not that bad. You’ll be with people who will love you, you might even have a sibling or two.”
“Not that bad? What do you mean?” Charlotte also crossed her arms. “I will have a family, but I will be away from here - from school. I have friends here.”
Mrs. Blanchard glanced skyward and then at the ground, all while letting out a deep sigh. “It'll be hard at first. I don't know what it's like, but the first time is always the hardest, and hopefully it'll be the last.”
“What will happen today? I just go home, grab my things, and find a group home?” Charlotte’s heart had started a race in her chest, and her mind couldn't comprehend what was happening.
“No. We already found a group home for you. All you have today is grabbing your things and find the address we give
Charlotte Johnston been sitting at a black top table surrounded by a group of chatty students her own age. And hadn't been paying much attention to what the teacher was saying, because everything zoned out, besides appearances and movements. Mr. Hube was wearing a bright purple sweater with tan khakis, and was extra fidgety. Something got him all hot and bothered, and it was obvious. His pale blue eyes glanced the room, and the pauses, he worried his lower lip, driving Charlotte crazy, that his outfit choice was bold for a teacher and that he appeared nervous to speak in front of his own class.
“Lottie,” an intrusive voice said.
“She’s in her own head. She can't hear you,” a know-it-all voice said.
Charlotte with a jerk of her head, faced the two voices. Jessamine and Lucy. …show more content…
“A friend’s house?” Mrs. Blanchard raised a brow.
“Yeah, I have friends who wouldn't mind.”
“I’m sure you do.” Mrs. Blanchard crossed her arms. “It is best if we find a home for you.”
“What you mean?” Stammered Charlotte.
“I believe it would be best if we put you in a foster home.” A hopeful smile appeared on Mrs. Blanchard’s face.
“I...I can't!”
“It’s not that bad. You’ll be with people who will love you, you might even have a sibling or two.”
“Not that bad? What do you mean?” Charlotte also crossed her arms. “I will have a family, but I will be away from here - from school. I have friends here.”
Mrs. Blanchard glanced skyward and then at the ground, all while letting out a deep sigh. “It'll be hard at first. I don't know what it's like, but the first time is always the hardest, and hopefully it'll be the last.”
“What will happen today? I just go home, grab my things, and find a group home?” Charlotte’s heart had started a race in her chest, and her mind couldn't comprehend what was happening.
“No. We already found a group home for you. All you have today is grabbing your things and find the address we give