posted on May, 30 2006 @ 11:47 PM
Dear Diary:
I learned a very important lesson today...
When I first heard Daddy say we were moving again, I became very excited. I bounced around the room, singing, "...we're moving...we're moving."
But when Daddy snapped at me, I had to be quiet.
I tried to ask some questions, but Mommy and Daddy kept talking for so long. When they finally stopped, I forgot what I wanted to ask and had to try
to remember it. When I did, they started talking again.
Next time, I'm going to try and remember real hard...
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Dear Diary:
I learned a very important lesson today...
My last day at school was on a Wednesday, and I was real sad. Moving wasn't such a great idea after all. Ms. Thompson made me stand up at the front
of the class while everyone said goodbye to me. I hate Ms. Thompson. Jimmy Felder laughed at me and Tonya Johnson rolled her eyes.
After school, I went to go swing on my favorite swing for the last time. There were some girls already using it. Mommy came to pick me up before they
were done, so I didn't get a chance to swing on it.
Next time, I'm going to push those girls out of the way...
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Dear Diary:
I learned a very important lesson today...
I am sleeping in a hotel. My bed is very big. I have to keep the light on. Mommy is mad that I wouldn't eat my tomatoes at dinner. Daddy is mad
because I make too much noise while he is sleeping. Mommy says he has to drive hundreds of miles and needs a good night sleep. Tomorrow we go on a
car trip all day to our new home.
I forgot Pooky. Mommy says he's in a box on the moving truck. I want him, but Mommy says I can't get him.
Next time, I want to go into the box with Pooky...
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Dear Diary:
I learned a very important lesson today...
We are in another hotel. Mommy and Daddy are real tired. I have to be quiet.
I played with the remote control for a little bit and the telephone. Mommy got mad when the hotel people called me back. I had to sit in the corner
for eight minutes. I played with the curtain.
Next time, I won't push the buttons with the pictures on them...
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Dear Diary:
I learned a very important lesson today...
I have lived in my new house for two weeks. My new school is very big, and I don't know anyone.
This morning when I woke up to go to school, I found a small green frog on a pole in the carport. I caught him. He was very beautiful. I couldn't
take him to school, so I put him in our metal garbage can in the back yard and closed the lid real tight. I wanted to play with him later when I got
back.
I thought about the shiny green frog all day. When school was over, I got off the bus and ran to the garbage can where I put my frog. I opened the
lid, and he was dead.
He looked very brown and dried out. I cried real hard.
When Daddy got home, he said I cooked him.
Next time, I'll leave the frog alone...