Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Mar. 12 [11], 1992
Wednesday

Today we must have been the loudest class in the school. It's only Wednesday and we had four letters. At the end of the day we had no letters.*

This morning me, Brian, and Aaron had to pick up the stuff on the bottom of the bus. Jhon [John] was the one mostly throwing things. They were beans. The kind Mrs. Hayden was using for math once. I wasn't throwing anything.


[*These letters, I vaguely recall, were part of some sort of disciplinary technique for keeping the class from being too noisy.]

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