It was rainy and yucky the first day back from vacation. A slushy day. That's how I was feeling inside, too.
I nodded “hey” to August the first time I saw him. We were in front of the lockers. He nodded “hey” back.
I wanted to tell him about Lightning, but I didn't.
Fortune Favors the Bold
Mr. Browne's December precept was: Fortune favors the bold.
We were all supposed to write a paragraph about some time in our lives when we did something very brave and how, because of it, something good happened to us.
I thought about this a lot, to be truthful. I have to say that I think the bravest thing I ever did was become friends with August.
But I couldn't write about that, of course. I was afraid we'd have to read these out loud, or Mr. Browne would put them up on the bulletin board like he does sometimes.
So, instead, I wrote this lame thing about how I used to be afraid of the ocean when I was little.
It was dumb but I couldn't think of anything else. I wonder what August wrote about. He probably had a lot of things to choose from.
Private School
My parents are not rich. I say this because people sometimes think that everyone who goes to private school is rich, but that isn't true with us.
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