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Okay I know it is almost the end of the school year but trust me you don't just ask your mom to get your a "journal" and she'll get you one right away. But today I got one. I kinda asked her for one of those nice and pretty diary's with a lock because there are these real cool girls with those type of

diary's and their sharing stuff in their diary with each other and their giggling and they only let girls with those diary's do that stuff and yet I didn't even get a diary I just got a plain light purple journal, so none of that stuff will be happening anytime soon. Now I'm wondering if I shouldn't ask mom for a sparkly phone case for Christmas.

So right now I'll tell you about my day. I woke up in the morning. Got on my cloths and went down the stairs. Made myself cereal and got my shoes on. Then I brushed my hair. Then I looked out the window to see if my car picker-upper (for today) whatever you call it was here, and sure enough they were.

When I got to school I watch the diary girls walk all fancy down the hall. I got into my classroom to see my two (awesome) best friends named Alexandra and Margret. "hi Samantha." They say to me. "hi," I say back.. as I settled down at my desk witch actually is a spot at a table, in my classroom we have desks and tables.

We did our morning work witch was making an ad for this thing at our school called 3rd Grade Tiny Store and we had a check list to see if we put everything we needed on our ad. So now we have art. In art we were finishing up this weaving project, and I only needed to do one tiny thing then I was done. If we were done then we got to move on to making a

self portrait from shoulders up. All I did today was draw me, so I still need to color draw the background then color that. I'm also going to do a little bit of shading and a tiny bit of designing on the cheeks. When art was over we came back to the classroom we could write, read, or do this typing thing. I chose to read it's kinda my thing.

Then we had a teacher come over to our classroom and help us make our ad on the computer. I was selling emoji stuff with Alexandra and Margret. So we were all working on this emoji ad. I colored mine real good so the customers notice it well. All the funds go to charity, and I was really happy about that.

Okay, so now it's recess but blacktop only. WE played this game kinda like hide-and-seek but with like owls or something. Then me and Alexandra quit playing, and Alexandra showed me a dance from some sort of sad movie or something. Then the bell rang. Alexandra was a packer, and I was buying 2nd choice.

I sat in a spot in front of Alexandra. Towards the end of lunch, a teacher announced the winner of this thing called Cleanest table awards. But our class didn't win. We're the only class who hasn't won yet. Well, it looks like I'll have to explain more tomorrow, so see you tomorrow.

May 3 2016

So I'm going to talk about yesterday a little bit. So I had soccer practice and we did this scrimmage stuff, and yes, I do know what scrimmage is I've been playing soccer for a pretty long time. At school yesterday the diary girls saw my journal and

whispered stuff to each other, then they giggled. But today when I walked in my class Alexandra came running up to me. "Samantha, Samantha!" She shouted. "You'll never believe it, I'm getting a lock diary right after school! I can't believe I'm going to be in the group!" She exclaims, then she takes one of those big gasps. I acted happy,

But I was mad, I was probably going to lose my best, best, best, best, best friend over a dumb little group of girls. I walked over to Margret. "Can you believe it! Alexandra is getting a stupid lock diary after school so she can get into the group!" I say angrily.

"I'm also getting a lock diary after school." Margret says looking straight into my eyes.

I felt embarrassed and upset, and my cheeks were hot, so I just backed away. The next thing I knew everyone was staring at me, I just walked to my desk and got out my journal and started writing this, and that made everyone's attention go back to what they were doing. Well it's time for me to have music.

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"My 3rd grade Journal"

Emie Koppenhofer1

Samantha get's a journal that she is not really happy about because she wanted a diary that is real pretty so she can fit in with the cool girls at school. Read to find out what happens.

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