Lila (in K-T) is the smartest little kindergartener that I know. She has a great attitude towards learning and I can’t wait to spend the rest of the school year as her buddy!
Lila has the cutest little smile that I have ever seen and It makes my day. Her drawings/ Paintings are incredible (much better than mine as a Kindergartener) and her penmenship gets better every day.
I love Lila’s personality (especially when she is super confident with what we are doing.) Just being around and watching her try and try not giving up puts a huge smile on my face.
Lila is a police cop when it comes to snap-words (if you did not know snap-words are then they are words that they should recognize the meaning of instantly and that’s what Lila does.)
I can tell that Lila has started this school year off on a good note because of the way she is growing as a student, academically and socially because of her smile that continue all through the school day.
Like a queen with such Pride I skipped happily down the hallway. a tall man with such large black shoes met my small pink sneakers. it took a while for a little first grader to find the top of this parents head. from my angle it looked like he was 7 feet tall. I could feel the biggest butterflies swarming in my stomach. I took a big gulp to try to get the frog out of my throat. I looked back up at this terrifying parents head as he gave me the, do you really not know the rules of school look.I pretended I was invisible and took long strides as I ran back into the classroom crying.
As I approached the classroom after lunch I saw Anna. the one that I had saved from the bathroom. the reason I was skipping. the reason that I got in trouble. I gave her my biggest smile and a friendly wave. Anna only gave me a dirty look in returnment. that made me feel uncomfortable, but I had no idea what trouble was coming my way.
as I sat down and started writing Anna called over my teacher, Miss. doto,To the door to have a Chit Chat. I thought it was way to impolite to eavesdrop So I just kept on writing. but by the look on my teacher’s face she didn’t seem so pleased with what she heard from Anna.
Finally it looks like their conversation had finished because Miss. Doto was walking back to her desk. I lied she was walking towards me giving me the get yourself to the door at this second. step by step I slowly headed in the direction of the door. “ Speed it up” Miss. Doto said in a loud whisper.
“What did you think that you were doing in the bathroom earlier today?” questioned Miss. Doto,
“I saved Anna from the bathroom stall” I said joyfully
“Well Anna told me that you were disrespecting her privacy by climbing under the bathroom stall.”I tried to tell Miss. Doto that the lock was jammed so I had to crawl under the stall to get her out. But I couldn’t tell her that. Miss. Doto would think that I was a liar because a teacher is smart enough to never believe a first grader rather a fifth grader. I wasn’t lying. I only helped her because she was yelling for help and her friend was just laughing and standing there.
Is there an explanation why it was I that had to deal with this big dilemma? This wasn’t any old problem, it was really bad. Slime was slowly slipping down the drain and clogging the sink. meanwhile slime was also being rubbed into the carpet by my older sister Kate who I think was trying to get it out but I guess slime just doesn’t know how to follow directions! The worst part was we were the only people that knew that there even was slime, which isn’t even allowed in my house. Plus no one was even home, and if anything that could destroy anything in our house were to happen it would all be on Kate’s shoulders. I bet it would be heavy, and I would feel really bad.
I started to think. I thought about the words that my mom had spoken , “don’t get yourself into any more than you are already in, kate.”before I heard the loud noise of the slam of the front door by my mom. I knew that she would not want to put up with this sticky situation. Earlier that day she had already put up with Kate and it was definitely n-o-t NOT pleasant. I hate it when they fight. It scares me but I am not going to steer this story in that direction.
I couldn’t believe that I spaced out and didn’t even notice. I ran to the sink to see what more trouble Kate has caused. I couldn’t believe it a few seconds ago Kate was freaking out and now she was actually cleaning up and not only making it worse. But then I noticed something. Kate was using a white new towel. There was no doubt that my mom would notice the pink slime. You could see it from down the hall.
After I told her that she had only made a bigger mess she got more frustrated. I felt really bad but I started to clean up the mess. I would rather Kate be frustrated for a day than be miserable for a long time.
He should really be mine
Take care of him
Even pretend that He’s
I wish that dad was
He settles things the
I’m from Sanford and Stacey, my parents who put all of their effort into taking care of me and my sisters. Who helps me through almost all the hard times that cross my path. Who makes sure I’m healthy and who loves me with all of their hearts
I’m from ski races and going up against my dad in Jackson Hole. I always win but sometimes it’s just a little hard for him to admit that he lost against his own daughter. I don’t blame him. It’s hard to admit that you lost against someone that is forty two years younger than you. I would never say it if I was in my dad’s position.
I’m from South Beach where my family and I went every year for ten years, from when I was watching my mom freak out when a bird pooped on her shoulder to the first time I let the ocean water pass the level of my knees to the last time I stood on the warm sand as I watched the strong waves spank the sand as if it were for a punishment for misbehavior.
But most of all I’m from my loving parents and my two best friends who are my sister Kate and Lily.
Six years ago, I fell over three flights of stairs and landed on my stomach. I threw up four times. If my dad and the pile of shoe boxes I landed on weren’t there, I could have died. My dad calls me and my sisters the three stooges. My older sister, Kate, is Curly, I am Larry, and my younger sister, Lily, is Moe. I hate the sound of nails on a chalkboard, it both disgusts and irritates me. I have met the singer named Fergie twice in my life. The first time we only took photos. The second time we got to see the first private screening of her newest album that has not come out yet at an Ipic theater and we got to meet her. While watching the private screening, we sat back in reclining chairs and ate all the popcorn and candy we could. Over the summer while I was on vacation, my family and I saw many seals at the beach one night. They were so close to shore, almost right where the waves crashed. There were 64 in total, I counted. This year at camp, my older sister broke her arm at a gymnastics intercamp that I was at too. While doing her routine, she did a roundoff-backhandspring and put all of her weight onto one arm, ending up with a buckle-fracture. I would check in with her every day to see if she was doing ok. Once my family and I went banana boating with our family friends and I didn’t know you were supposed to lean back so the boat started to sink. It ran me over me and the driver of the boat didn’t notice so he kept on going at high speed. Meanwhile I was swimming trying to catch up. The first time I could make an uppercase A, I thought that I was the coolest kid in the world. I went around telling everyone how I was so amazing. In Kindergarten, when I got sushi for lunch at school, I hated it so I threw it out and ate my friends left overs and went home very hungry.