Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Which One Would YOU Call The Waiter?

Hello Everyone! (Or no one)

So today's post is going to be a rather short one, as I'll only be sharing two entries. The reason for this is that in the following post I make, I'll have plenty to share regarding one particular theme, and in order to establish consistency in an otherwise chaotic world, I am reduced to making this post brief. I hope this doesn't cause you too much stress.

Today's first entry is actually something I didn't even write myself -- it's a poem that I had to present to my third grade class, and I remember how deeply I fell in love with it; enough so that I felt the need to share it with my very own diary to keep with me for the remainder of days. I also distinctly remember asking my teacher if I could change a few words from the poem to suit my liking, and I expected her to reply with, "Yes, sure, of course, Evan. You can change some of the words of this poem." Can you guess if she let me or not? She didn't. I was shocked. But needless to say, I still loved this poem, and I imagine you will too. In fact, you'll probably be obsessed with it. Enjoy :-)

Dear Journal,
Dining with his older Daughter Dad forgot to order water Daughter quickly called the waiter, waiter said He’d being it later. So she waited did the Daughter till the waiter brought the water, when he poured it for her later, which one would you call the waiter?

The Daughter! the end!

Dear Journal,
Hi, its me again Evan. Well to days the Day it’s fathers day! Where my grandparents and cousins our coming over. Echhhh! Somtimes I like when their here, and sometimes I don’t! And this time I don’t really want them over but they have too. the end! Bye!

Well, what did I say?! Obsessed?? I thought so. And naturally I felt the need to answer the question posed at the end of the poem, just in case my readers (aka myself) weren't sure. Makes sense, right?

And there's not much I need to say with regards to that second entry -- so far, have I ever liked when my cousins came over? Apparently not. Sadness. 

So as I said before, my next post (lord knows when that'll be) will present a very particular time in my life, one that continued its appearance for several summers to come. This first occasion, however, was the most notable, and you'll see why once I've shared that on here. So until I see you next time, take care!

1 comment:

  1. Do you remember what words you wanted to change?