The class goldfish was arriving tomorrow. Year 5 were very excited. It was all anyone was talking about. Walking through the corridor that day, you could hear 'Are goldfish gold, or brown?' and 'Once, a goldfish flew!'. Not one single person fell asleep until midnight, and each got up before the sunrise. That day in school, not one person listened to maths, and nobody put their hand up at all. Finally, it was time for the goldfish to arrive. Suddenly, a shark burst in through the door and slowly flopped onto the ground. Now year five have a pet shark!