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22 December 2023
Me and my daddy used to live in Springfield, but we moved here to Columbus in April. I had a lot of friends in Springfield and I didn't want to have to leave, but my daddy said we had to. He said that I would make new friends in Columbus.
I didn't like being the new girl in my new school. Mrs. Brusco made me get up in front of the rest of the class and tell everyone about myself. I told them that my name is Princess and they all laughed at me. After that I couldn't think of anything else to say, so I just sat back down. The mean boy that sat behind me poked me in the back and said, "Good job, your majesty," and made my face get red. Mrs. Brusco yelled at him and put his name on the board, but that didn't make me not feel embarrassed anymore.
At lunch I didn't know where to sit. I tried sitting next to a girl that was in my class, but she told me that the seat was saved. I think she was lying because her friends laughed after she said it, but I went away anyway. The only other place to sit was at an empty table over by where Brian Bruff was sitting. He's the boy that made fun of me. When I went to sit down, he put his milk on the chair so that when I sat down it got all over the back of my dress. Then he pointed and said, "Look! Now Princess is the dairy queen!" My face got all red again so I ran to the bathroom and tried to wipe all the milk off but a lot of it had soaked in. Even my underwear was wet.
People made fun of me the whole rest of the day and everybody kept calling me Dairy Queen. What's even worse is that the milk I couldn't wipe off started to smell bad, so then they started to make fun of the way I smelled. One kid said that I smelled like that because I had some disease.
I couldn't wait to leave. My daddy and me live right down the street, so I walked home after school. When I was walking, a girl that wasn't in my class came up to me to say hi. I just knew she was going to make fun of me. She asked me what my name was and I told her. She didn't laugh or anything. She just said that she thought my name was really neat. She said her name is Heather. I think that's a neat name, too. I told her how Brian Bruff put his milk on my chair and that's why I smelled bad, and she said that he's just mean because this is his second time in first grade. She asked if I wanted to come over and play with her and her sister, and I said okay. I'm glad that I met someone nice on my first day at my new school.
I didn't like being the new girl in my new school. Mrs. Brusco made me get up in front of the rest of the class and tell everyone about myself. I told them that my name is Princess and they all laughed at me. After that I couldn't think of anything else to say, so I just sat back down. The mean boy that sat behind me poked me in the back and said, "Good job, your majesty," and made my face get red. Mrs. Brusco yelled at him and put his name on the board, but that didn't make me not feel embarrassed anymore.
At lunch I didn't know where to sit. I tried sitting next to a girl that was in my class, but she told me that the seat was saved. I think she was lying because her friends laughed after she said it, but I went away anyway. The only other place to sit was at an empty table over by where Brian Bruff was sitting. He's the boy that made fun of me. When I went to sit down, he put his milk on the chair so that when I sat down it got all over the back of my dress. Then he pointed and said, "Look! Now Princess is the dairy queen!" My face got all red again so I ran to the bathroom and tried to wipe all the milk off but a lot of it had soaked in. Even my underwear was wet.
People made fun of me the whole rest of the day and everybody kept calling me Dairy Queen. What's even worse is that the milk I couldn't wipe off started to smell bad, so then they started to make fun of the way I smelled. One kid said that I smelled like that because I had some disease.
I couldn't wait to leave. My daddy and me live right down the street, so I walked home after school. When I was walking, a girl that wasn't in my class came up to me to say hi. I just knew she was going to make fun of me. She asked me what my name was and I told her. She didn't laugh or anything. She just said that she thought my name was really neat. She said her name is Heather. I think that's a neat name, too. I told her how Brian Bruff put his milk on my chair and that's why I smelled bad, and she said that he's just mean because this is his second time in first grade. She asked if I wanted to come over and play with her and her sister, and I said okay. I'm glad that I met someone nice on my first day at my new school.
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vol 4 - issue 09 (may 2002)
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