While cleaning out my attic, we found a fa-diary I was required to write for school during the second grade. It contains various "stories" I wrote at the time, and the occasional day-to-day stuff. I am absolutely loving it, and I've spent a good bit of the afternoon reading through it. I'll post some of the stuff from it in here whenever I get the chance. Here are several of the entries I wrote to tide you over for now (with spelling errors and such kept intact, for authenticity's sake):
Nov. 4, 1992
Yasterday was ealacshen day. Bill Clinten won! Bush and Porot lost.
[The greatest thing about this entry, by the way, was the picture I drew beneath it, which, unfortunately, can not be replicated here. Imagine though, if you will, a rather portly looking stick figure standing in the middle of the page with his arms in the air and a smile on his face, and a stick figure to his left and right, each with glasses and a frown on their face.]
Nov. 24 1992
1. Go to the store and biy some turkey.
2. Take it out of your shoping bag.
3. Put it in the oven.
4. Take it out of the oven.
5. Put stofing and gravey if you want.
6. Eat it.
Today I went to School. After School I went home. When I got home I went downstairs and played Nintendo. Then I went back upstairs. Then I went back downstairs and played Nintendo. Then me and my family went shoping. When we got home I did my homework. Then I ate diner. my diner was corn. Then I watched the movie Honey I shrunck The Kids. Then I read a book to my dad. My day was long, and fun.
Little babys, BIG BABYS. Can babys be big? No! Little puppys BIG PUPPYS. Can puppys be big? No, No! Little flowers BIG FLOWEWS. Can flowers be big? No! No! No!
This happened twice. My family and I went to the mall. When we got home my mom and dad fond out they left the house keys in the house. It was at night and my parents didn't know what to do. Then my mom went to the backyard and broke a window. Then she climd in, got the keys and opened the frount door. Then we got in the house. It was a good thing my mom did that, or else we'd have to sleep outside. A copple of weeks later my mom put a new window in.
Mr. Strange was the weirdo of the block. All his furature was made out of glass, he had 20 kids, he thought he was Dr. Seuss, and he was still in Kindergarden. One day, when Mr. strange was thinking of a story, he had a unecspected guest. It was the real Dr. Seuss! Of Corse, Mr. Strange din't know that. "I am Dr. Seuss" said Mr. strange. "You are not" complaned Dr. Seuss. "I am!" Then Mr. Strange and Dr. Seuss had a fight. Now this fight went on for a long time, and after a while Mr. Strange admited that he wasn't Dr. Seuss. "O.K. I'm relly Mr. Strange" Mr. Strange said. "Finally that fight is over" cheered Dr. seuss. "WEll I have to go now." sighd Dr. seuss. "Come agian." Then Mr. Strange went to school. When he got to school, his teacher told him "I am sending you to colige." Then Mr. strange became a writer. Then he went home and all his kids were having a fight. Mr. strag wished he had less kids. Just then a man who had no kids passed by and went in Mr. Strages house. He saw the kids and asked "Are those children for adobtion?" Mr. Strage thoght and said "yes." Then Mr. Strage turned on his T.V. He saw a comersail about fixing a house. He called and got his house fixed. And from this day on he is now called Mr. Smart.
Baby chicks go peck, peck, peck.
Baby chicks have a short small neck.
Baby chicks like to eat.
Baby chicks have small feet.
Once my dad told my baby brother to go to my mom and my brother said "O.K." and then he went to my mom. But my brother relly dousn't know how to talk.
Summer is nice, But hot like spice. It is fun, we play in the sun. School is out. We can shout.