Imagine that you are Roald Dahl at his boarding school. Write a letter home to an adult in your family, of about one page double-spaced or half a page single-spaced, saying how much you are looking forward to going home for the holidays. The writer Roald Dahl attended a boarding school and looked
forward to going home for the vacations. This is an extract from his
autobiography Boy.
Towards the end of December, my mother came over on the
paddle-boat to take me and my trunk home for the Christmas
holidays. Oh the bliss and wonder of being with the family once
again after all those weeks of fierce discipline! Unless you have
been to boarding-school when you are very young, it is absolutely
impossible to appreciate the delights of living at home. It is almost
worth going away because it’s so lovely coming back. I could hardly
believe that I didn’t have to wash in cold water in the mornings
or keep silent in the corridors, or say ‘Sir’ to every grown-up man
I met, or get flicked with wet towels in the changing-room, or eat
porridge for breakfast that seemed to be full of little round lumpy
grey sheep-droppings, or walk all day long in perpetual fear of
the long yellow cane that lay on top of the corner-cupboard in the
Headmaster’s study