Well, yesterday I was looking through a box in my closet and WOULD YOU BELIEVE I came across a "Sophie" book that I wrote in Grade 3? And here I thought I'd never written any fanfiction!
So I'm sharing some of the earliest Giselle Renarde writing you will ever see. Whether you like it or not. But I'm pretty sure you're going to like it...
Stick around for Sophie va à Hollywood!
Don't worry; I'll translate.
|That "Bravo!" sticker is the best review my work's ever received...|
|Once upon a time somewhere in Giselle's brain...|
It was the first day of June. Hervé (I don't remember who he was--their teacher?) told us we had to do a play, but not just a little skit, it had to exciting.
"I know which play we should do: Pretty Woman," said Antoine. (umm... A. not a play and B. not appropriate for nine-year-olds)
"Yes, that's a great idea. I'll be the 'Pretty Woman'," said Chantal, shaking her hair. (okay?)
"Antoine, you can be the boy who..." said Sophie. (who... pays for sex?)
|Ooh a picture!|
"Tomorrow is Saturday. We can go see the film," said Chantal.
The next day they went to see the film. Sophie's gang rehearses the play. When they return to school, Hervé wants to see the play. (look at his big nose. haha)
They were so happy that they jumped in the air and sat on the light fixtures.
The next day was Friday. (wow, they lost a whole week) Sophie's gang took a plane to Hollywood, California. They were all excited.
"Now we can be on America's Funniest Home Video's"! ([SIC!!!]) said Antoine. (it's 1990, yo!)
|Image: a movie theatre with extraordinarily long grass outside|
When they get off the plane, they see their names in lights: "Chantal Rose, Sophie Cooper, and her friend Antoine in Pretty Woman." (i guess they're IN the movie now) They all go to the mall. (can you tell I grew up in the burbs?)
"We're in Hollywood!" said Chantal.
"Sophie, we can change our name to the Pretty Woman gang," said Antoine.
"That's a great idea," said Sophie. (no, she would have punched him for questioning her authority)
"We have lots of money. We can live in Hollywood," said Chantal.
The next day they went to San Francisco to see Bob Saget. (HA!) They had... (ooh the suspense is killing me...)
|$100! We're rich! Backwards dollar sign!|
(Well, that's it. I'm sorry there's not more because I'm pretty sure I peaked in Grade 3. Oh well. The end.)