October 1 - ALP Revelations!

We’ve made it through the first month! Also, don’t look now, but the ALP journal has finally made its return! Also, I just noticed that this journal only has like twelve entries for the fourth grade year. This would be a huge oops, but apparently I also decided to use this same steno notebook for recording events in the fifth grade. This is good if only because it makes the ALP journal a little thicker and less useless.

Third Grade Journal – October 1, 1991
Today is Oct 1 My faverite things at the fall festival were the Hauted House¹

¹ – So the haunted house was so awesome that it counted as multiple things. I had many things about the fall festival that were my favorite, but each individual thing was the haunted house. It was that cool.

Fourth Grade ALP Journal – October 1, 1992
Today we got to play monkey in the middle². Autonomous³

² – I don’t remember playing games like this in ALP because we didn’t have normal recess very often. I remember playing basketball in the gym, but only when the older kids weren’t there, since they would have bludgeoned us into submission.
³ – This word is written about halfway down the page of this entry. I’m assuming this is the beginning of a trend that still happens today where I write down words whose spelling I don’t really understand. You’ll be happy to know that I spelled it correctly.

BONUS ENTRY: Sixth Grade Journal – August 31, 1994
School Words: crayon, marker, colored pencils⁴, pencils, math, science, spelling, social studies⁵, english⁶, protractor, compass, trapper keeper⁷, notebook, glue⁸ & scissors.

⁴ – Not really a word. I’m not trying to be a prick or anything.
⁵ – Yeah, it’s nice that you like social studies, but still: it’s not a word.
⁶ – Apparently my lack of pride in the English language led to this resistance toward capitalization. Good to know that my negative feelings regarding the study of English existed when I was eleven.
⁷ – I did have a badass trapper keeper at this time. It had all of these slide out “tools” that were operated by buttons. One of them was a magnifying glass, which I used to find things when someone dropped something small. I felt really cool, because I would sit around like some awesome dude just waiting for a person to ask for my help. I’m proud of that, for sure.
⁸ – No Oxford comma? Heretic.