I've always thought it would be so cool to keep all of the things that I have written or drawn with me so that one day I could look back at all the things I have done and some funny things I might have written. Feeling bored, I decided to go through all of my stuff and not to my surprise, discovered I wrote some very funny things when I was younger in my little “Journal.” I noticed I was very into cats like some of the things I wrote were just snippets of little things about my own cat or just one random one.
October 2nd 2001
I like’t to Pat the cat. Because thea are cute. But he wse sleping but we cod stil hold tem.
October 7th 2002
The cat was laying in my back yard. I said come her kidy kidy I said. When I got the cat settled with a picnic blanket and a pillow to go with. I got a bowl of water and some treats. There was a bee chasing me when I set down the treats. When I was running the cat fowld me. I like you. I went to name you Elliott. He started to hiss. What Elliott. No wonder a bird was on top of a tree. Down I said. Suddenly I heard click click, whet is that noise I said. Click click. There it is again. I look around the tree. I saw a squirrel jumping and climbing up the tree. MOM! I said. What my mom said. Can we keep him. What? The little cat peeked his head out Oh the cat. Can we Ok! My Mom said.
The End
After reading a few more of some passages that I wrote, I noticed that I used to mention a cat at least twice during the each story I wrote. I found another story that made me laugh which is called “Boys and Girls.” I wrote this “poem” in 2nd grade.
March 4th 2004
Girls are sweet, nice and neat,
Boys are loud, noisy and gross,
Girls write in their diary,
Boys play basketball or football,
Girls wear dresses,
Boys wear ripped up Jeans.
Girls rule and there really cool,
Boys drool and break windows with baseballs
Girls are thinkers, Boys are not!
Girls don’t bug anyone
Boys bug EVERYBODY!
What really made me laugh was the ending of this poem because my second grade teacher wrote, “Someday you’re going to like boys. Can you believe it?” The point of these stories is to show how much I’ve changed. How much I’ve grown since I was little. I’ve had experiences and memories that I would like to write about instead of cats and how my interests have changed in many ways. I love looking back at all the things I’ve written, not just because of the silly writing errors or the lack of development that I had in writing but in everyday life, I have become a very different person.
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