I was very hungry .I followed the other girls down the stairs. We sat down at long tables in a large dining room. Our food was terrible.
The food is bad again one of the girls said
Stand up! a teacher shouted. Don't talk!
We stood up. We did not speak. We walked into a big schoolroom and we sat down.
There were about eighty girls in the schoolroom. And there were four classes. The oldest girls were in the fourth class. I was in the first class.
Four teachers came into the room and we began our lessons. The lessons were not interesting. First, we read some pages in a book. Then our teacher asked us questions about those pages.
After four hours, we went outside. It was very cold. Very soon, a bell rang. Lessons started again.
There weeks passed. One afternoon, the head teacher came into the schoolroom. The head teacher's name was Miss Temple. Mr Brocklehurst was with her. We all stood up. I stood behind an older girl. I did not want Mr Brocklehurst to see me.
Mr Brocklehurst walked slowly round the room. Everybody was very quiet. And I dropped my book!
Mr Brocklehurst stopped walking. He looked at me.