Diary of a Wimpy Kid- Dog Days

By Francesca

From Greg's (the wimpy kid's) point of view)

It's the summer holidays and I'm so exited because I have great plans that will make me have the time of my life! Here's what I planned:

- Order pizza -Get 5 bottles of Coke ( Large) -Play video games (my favourite, Twisted Wizard) -Sleep (late night)j -Lie in -Repeat steps until the holidays are over

Before I could tell her to stop and go away, Mum was staring at my master plan and just laughed and she said that I was going to spend MY summer with my family, and I was supposed to spend a lot of it outdoors playing games. I cringed at mum's old fashioned idea of a 'fun' summer holiday and carried on playing video games. After a few awesome hours of um... well... awesome-ness, Dad came back from work and spoilt all the fun. When he saw me, quietly having a great time, he just yelled at me and said to go outside and play some sport like football or something. I just sighed and explained that I had a football video game and it was just as good as the real thing, but even better because you don't get all hot and sweaty. Dad just shouted that tomorrow I, Dad , Mum, Manny (my spoilt three year old brother) and Rodrick ( my terror of a teen big brother) were ALL going to the town pool. Oh well, so much for 'fun'...