Wednesday
Now I know what I can do with the Big Wheel that Rupert gave me for Christmas. I created a game where someone drives around and the other tries to hit them with a football.
First was Rupert the Driver and I the thrower.
It’s a lot harder than I thought to meet the goal. Other than that, I didn’t have much time to practice. After every start, it took Rupert about ten minutes to get back on track.
Rupert wanted to switch constantly and let me also try the car. But I’m not interested. The thing went down hill in about fifty parts and there were no brakes!
You don’t wanna try it?
No thanks…You can do it a lot better!
Yeah, I didn’t succeed in getting Rupert off the Big Wheel for a single time today. But at least I had something to do for the rest of the Christmas break.
Thursday
I wanted to go to Rupert’s today to play the Big-Wheel-game again, but mom said that I had to write my Christmas gratitude letters first before I could go anywhere.
I thought that I’m gonna finish it easily in half an hour, but when it came to the actual writing, there was nothing in my brain.
It’s really not easy to show gratitude for things you don’t want at all.
I started with the people that didn’t give me a sweater, because I thought those would be easier. But after two or three letters I gave up and decided that I’m gonna write more or less every time.
So I found a pre-made letter form online and left spaces for the necessary changes. And then it became a lot easier.
Dear Aunt Lydia,
Thank you so much for the great lexicon!
How did you know I wanted that for Christmas?
The lexicon looks great on my bookshelf!
My friends would definitely envy me, when I have my own lexicon.
I hope you have the best Christmas ever!
Your Greg
It worked great for the first few gifts, but as I went on, it got off track a bit.
Dear Aunt Loretta,
Thank you so much for the great pants!
How did you know I wanted that for Christmas?
The pants looks great in my legs!
My friends would definitely envy me, when I have my own pants.
I hope you have the best Christmas ever!
Your Greg
Friday
Today, I finally managed to hit Robert on the Big Wheel, but from then it didn’t go as I thought. I wanted to hit him in the shoulder, but I wasn’t accurate enough and the football ended up landing under the tricycle.
Monday
The Christmas holidays are gone and school officially starts today. Are you still worrying about Rupert and the tricycle accident? He broke his hand. And now he’s wearing a cast. And today everyone was around him, like he’s a hero or something.
Does it still hurt?
Well, a bit.
You poor little thing!
I tried to steal Rupert’s show, but it worked the opposite way.
I’m the one that broke his arm!
You devil!
At lunch, a couple of girls invited Rupert to their desks, to FEED him.
What annoyed me the most, was that Rupert is a right-hander and broke his LEFT hand! He can feed himself no problem.
Here comes the plane!
Tuesday
Rupert’s arm inspired me. I thought, I needed one of those myself.
I found some rubbish bags at home and wrapped my hand with them.
I didn’t realize that the girls wouldn’t treat me like Rupert, but then I understood the situation.
If you have an actual cast, everyone would want to write their name on it. But a marker doesn’t work too good on a plastic bag.
So I found another solution to the problem, and, to be honest, it worked great!
Do you want to be the first to sign?
But that went down the drain. My arm attracted some people and they wanted to examine it.
Can I see your arm?
Stop right there.
Tuesday
Last weak the new semester started, so now we have some new subjects. One of which was “unconstant group work”.
I WANTED to join group 2, because I was already doing great in group 1.
But as a boy, being able to sew doesn’t get you a whole lot of popularity.
Look! Gref has a purse!
That’s a self-made book bag.
Fine, still a purse.
This subject was an experiment, and they’re trying it out in our school for the first time.
The idea is that every class gets a project and we work on it in groups without teachers for the whole semester.
The flaw in the plan is that everyone in the group gets the same grade at the end. When I was told that Ricky Fischer was in my group, I knew it was trouble.
Ricky is mainly known for the things he do, such as collecting old gum stuck under his desk and eating them mindlesly. So I definitely am not expecting anything high for our group.
Tuesday
Today, we got the task for our group project, and guess what it is? We’re supposed to build a robot! At first, everyone was overwhelmed, because we thought, we had to make an actual robot all by ourselves.
But Mr. Darnell explained to us that we don’t have build real ones. We only have to design the appearance and the functions.
Then he went out of the classroom and we were on our own. We started by collecting some ideas. I wrote the suggestions on the board.
The robot should: do homework do the dishes make breakfast brush teeth
The others were impressed by my ideas, but it wasn’t hard at all. I just wrote all the stuff I didn’t like to do.
Then a few girls went up and wrote their own ideas. They wiped mine and wrote theirs instead.
They wanted a robot that can give out fashion tips and has ten different shades of lip gloss for the ten fingers.
We boys thought that was the worst idea of all times. So we divided ourselves into two groups: boys and girls. The boys went to the other side of the classroom, when the girls stood still and chatted.
Now that we had the people who seriously wanted to work, we started. Someone suggested that the robot should be able to repeat any name told to it.
Hello, BOB. It’s nice to meet you, BOB.
But then someone said, you shouldn’t use swear words as names, because the robot isn’t allowed to swear. So we decided to make a list of the swear words that the robot shouldn’t be able to use.
We wrote out all the normal ones, but then Ricky Fischer somehow knew twenty more which none of us have ever heard before.
So, Ricky was the most worthy participant of the project in the end.
Before long, Mr. Darnell came back to see how we were going. He found our list and looked through.
To make things short, there won’t be any “unconstant group work” for this semester.
At least not for us boys. If all the robots have lip-glosses as fingers in the future, you’ll know how it came to that.
Thursday
Today, there was a school meeting to watch the movie “I think I’m great!”. We watch it every single year.
The movie basically tells you that you should be satisfied with who you are and you shouldn’t try to deliberately change yourself.
To be honest, I think it’s totally wrong for kids, especially for my school.
Then they said that they were looking for student guides. That got me an idea.
If someone gets into a fight with a student guide, they could end up being expelled. The way I see it, a little extra security doesn’t do any harm.
Other than that, I think a bit of authority could do me good.
Could we please cross the street now?
No.
But we’ve been standing here for an hour!
So I went to Mr. Winter’s office and applied for the job, and I also talked Rupert into it. I thought, we had to do high knees or push-ups or something to get the job, but he just gave us the badges and the ribbons.
Then he said, there was a special order for us. Next to our school, there’s a primary school and for some reason there’s a bunch of kindergarten kids in there.
Mr. Winter wants us to escort the kids home at noon. I caught the meaning immediately: we could skip twenty minutes of math! Rupert wanted to say something, but I stomped his feet under the desk like crazy before he could finish his sentence.
But then we’re gonna miss OOOUUUCH!
I couldn’t believe my luck. I got extra protection and an excuse to skip a half of my math session, without having to do anything!
Tuesday
Today was our first day as student guides. I and Rupert didn’t have specific positions like the others, so we didn’t have to stand in the cold for a whole hour.
But we still picked up some hot kakao, which were distributed to all the student guides before the first session.
What’s more: we could go to the first period ten minutes later.
This school guide thing is really sick!
At 12:15, I left class with Rupert to guide the kindergarten kids to home. The whole thing took three quarters, and when we returned, there’s only 20 minutes math left.
Guiding the kids back home was no problem. But one of them started to sniff all weird midway, and I knew right away that something happened.
He wanted to say something, but I just didn’t pay attention to him and went on. I only bring them home, but I’m not responsible for anything else! No way!
