posted by joshuar on Sep 2
I’m drawing art with my heart, I try to draw cool it just to turn out like drool. Up and down goes the pencil, up and down goes the marker but it just becomes a frown. I try and try but I don’t succeed something like talent is what I need. So I write to you needing help please don’t write back Mr Michael Phelps.
posted by joshuar on Oct 17
I was about one and I was fighting with my sister and we were in diapers and my mom said we looked like little sumo wrestlers because we were fat and just had diapers on. My mom had a picture of us fighting and we really did look like fat little sumo wrestlers.My mom said we were fighting for a long time and I was winning but in the end I lost to my sister.She was happy and I was sad.I told her even though she won when we were smaller I was still better than her now that were older.
posted by joshuar on Oct 3
She dresses with a green smock. She is big and athletic.She is mean and has grey hair.she punishes children in the chocky .And she gets mad at teachers.Matilda thinks she is mean and everybody else does to.She says bad words and mean stuff to the children.Likes to throw kids.
posted by joshuar on Sep 12
Thankyou for all the things you have done for me.Thank you for taking care of me when no one could and for loving me .You are the most nicest and caring grandma in the world.Thats why I will always love you.I wrote you this poem to show how much I appreciate you .Even if you were a snake I would bake you a cake! What ever you are I would still love you.
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