Bad spelling, horrible syntax and poignant 11-year-old wisdom. The unedited entries of my sixth-grade journal.

 

Mom & Dad

1-15-01

Dear Mom & Dad,

How R U 2day R U cool today!

U R my Mom,

U R My dad!

This poem is really sad, I’m making it up as I go along this is a very stupid song. Comes now sing along. I don’t no what U R wrighting now. I think I schold end this letter cause it really weird. So

Love,

Sarah

Mom & Dad