Monthly Archives: April 1983

4/27/83

I hate writing books. We have to write a page and if we don’t we have to find time in the day to finish it.

In Miss Griffin’s class we had journals and you didn’t even have to write two sentences. I don’t know why I hate them now but I liked them last year.

I think I liked them better last year because we didn’t have to write a page. You could write 5 sentences and you’d be done for the day. Also, this class isn’t so hot. I have 6 friends in this class, 10 semi-friends, and 3 enemies.

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4/26/83

Piggy Tingleberry has just been elected President of the piggy club. Before him the president was Piggy Toddleberry.

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4/25/83

I have 5 enemies in this class. This is the yuckiest class I’ve ever had. Its noisy, there are a lot of show-offs, People are throwing things (Pencils, Eracers, and esspecilly spitballs.) Plus the classroom is a mess. There is dirt on the desks, and paper on the floors.

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April 21, 1983

Last night I went to the spring concert. It was very good, but my sister said it wasn’t very good. The MPG (I don’t know what it stands for) did a play “The Sounds of Music.” The problem was that it didn’t have very much acting. Actually, the whole time it was singing. I think MPG stands for “Men plus girls” but I’m not sure.

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4/19/83

I don’t want to write anything today. But I guess I’ll have to start somewhere so I’ll just write about the weather.

Last night when I was watching the news Erv Giacofski (The weather man) Told us that it would snow up to 6” and it should be in the 30’s all day. Well, today is the day it was supposed to snow and I see about 2” out the window right now. My dad is very worried because he just planted some flowers on Sunday and he thinks that they’ll die.

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Simon the Detective

4/4/83

Hi! My name is Simon. I’m in a bad mood because someone ate my bowl of Rice Krispies and that means I haven’t had breakfast. But since I’m a detective, I’ll find out who ate them. He set off right away. He walked for an hour and finally he came to a man eating “HALFSIES” The corn cerial with half the sugar. The man was reciting the Commercial for halfsies. Simon ran up to him and knocked the halfsies right out of the man’s hands. The man stopped reciteing the commercial. You spoil sport! the man yelled. That was all the halfsies I had left!

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