111~115(큐트가이/초3/남)

Hello-reader L-2       All tutus should be pink   I love my new tutu! It's pink. I had another pink tutu, but it got too small for me. My dog Pepe-Pierre wears it now. Emily has a pink tutu, too. She's the best friend I ever had. We wear our tutus everywhere. To the grocery store. To the movies. EVen to the beach. The real reason we have our tutus is dance class. Our favorite person is our dance teacher, Ms. Yvonne. She used to be a famous pink tutu dancer. We know this because there are pictures of her at the studio. We want to grow up to be  famous pink tutu dacers, too. But I think we would wear our tutus even if we were truck drivers! Dance class looks like fun, but it is hard. Sometimes it's so hard, Emily thinks she might faint. And we want to quit. Then we look at ourselves in the mirror and see how great we look. And we keep on dancing. Tutus make a magic swoosh sound every time we move. Some times we move a little extra to make extra swooshes. Other in class wear their tutus only on stage. For Emily and me, all the world is a stage. After dance class we are so famished! We need to eat ice cream. Strawberry only, please! If we drop some on our tutus, it doesn't matter. They're pink, too. That's why all tutus should be pink. I love my new tutu!         L2-3 More spaghetti, I say!   "Play with me Minnie.  Play with me, please. We can stand on our heads. We can hang by our knees." "Oh, no. I can't play. I can't play with you, Freddy. Not now. Can't you see? I am eating spaghetti." "Now you can do it.  Now you can play. We can jump on the bed for the rest of the day." "No. I can not. I can not jump and play. Can't you see? I need more. More spaghetti, I say! I love it. I love it. I love it. I do. I love it so much!" "More than me?" "More then you. I love it on panckaes with ice cream and ham. With pickels and cookies bananas and jam. I love it with mustard and marshmallow stuff. I eat it all day. I just can't get enough. I eat it on trucks, and I eat it in trees." "You wat it too much. Won't you play with me, PLEASE?" "I can run in spaghetti. And ride in sphgetti. I can jump. I can slide. I can hide in spaghetti. I can skate on spaghetti, and ski on spaghetti. And look at this picture. That's me on spaghetti." "Spaghetti. Spaghetti. That's all you can say. I am going to throw yoour spaghetti away. I am going to throw it all over the bed, in the air, on your chair, on the floor, ON YOUR HEAD! Oh, Mimmie, that look on your face! You lookbad. You look big. You look green. You look sick. You look sad." "You are right. I am green. I feel sick. Yes, I do. I think I will rest. I will sit here with you." "Let me take this away now. I think that I should. And then we can play. Mmmmmmmm! Spaghetti is good. I love it. I love it. I love it. I do. I need more spaghetti. I can't play with you." "But now I can play. I can play with you, Freddy." "Not now. Can't you see? I am eating spaghetti."          Itchy, Itchy Chicken Pox   A spot. A spot. Another spot. Uh-oh! Chicken pox! Under my shirt. Unde my socks. Itchy, Itchy chicken pox. Don'trub. Don't scratch. Oh, no! Another batch! On my tummy, Between my toes, down my back, on my nose! Lotion on. Itching's gone just for now. It comes back-- OW! One and two and three and four. Five and six... and more adn more. Daddy counts my itchy spots. Lots and lots of chicken pox. Itchy, itchy, I feel twitchy.... I run away. The itching stays. Rubber ducky doesn't like my yucky, mucky oatmeal bath. But Mommy says it's good for me. I rest. I read. I eat. I play. I feel better every day. And then... no new spots. Hooray! I'm okay! I get to go to school today! Here comes the snow.   Coats on. Boot on. But no snow. Small mittens. Long scarves. But no snow. The wind howls in. Trees sway and bend. But no snow. Then, one flake, two flakes. Here comes the snow! Soon everthing is bright and cold and white. Snow! We run outside. We slip and slide. Snow! Arms wave. Our angels are made. Snow! We pat and roll three balls of snow. Cold ears, cold hands. Two eyes and one nose for the snowman. Playtime is over. It's time to have some hot cocoa!