The cook, a tall shrivelled female who looked as though all of her body-juices had been dried out of her long ago in a hot oven, walked on to the platform wearing a dirty white apron. "Now then, Bogtrotter," the Trunchbull boomed. "Tell cook what you think of her chocolate cake."
- Choose 2 language features from the text above (e.g. noun group, verb, adverb, prepositional phrase, direct speech) and describe how it made you feel.