October, Chocolate, and Octopuses

First things first- my apologies for not posting for over a month!  As a result of my lazy-bum-ness, this will be a really long post.

I am now twelve.  I had a birthday party with my friends, the “friends party” before that being for my eighth birthday and my next one to celebrate my 16th.  (Thus, the party I had two weeks ago is A REALLY BIG DEAL.)   Softball is in full swing, the school retreat was last week, and we’ve had both my dogs for a year.

Lena’s old teacher, who taught her in 1st and 2nd grade, kept a story I wrote in kindergarten, which three of my classmates decorated, only one of whom still attends my school.  Here you may behold Chocolate for Eight Legs, written by a kindergarten me (it’s signed Molly M. H.) and illustrated by other kindergarteners and first graders, with original spelling mistakes. (I’ll keep it on “Short Stories by Molly M. H. for future reference.)

“Once upon a time there was an octopus named Eight-Legs.  He loved to eat, but he was allegic to chocolate.  One day Eight-Legs went to a friends house for a play date.  His friends name was Rob.  Rob’s mom gave Eight-Legs and Rob chocolate for their snack.  Eight-Legs opened the chocolate and ate one.  He coughed so hard that his nose began to run.  Rob’s mom gave Eight-Legs a magic robe so he would feel better.  She asked him if he also wanted oatmeal, but he said ‘NO!’”

Note the sense and the creativity in this story. (Not.)

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