My friend Molly saw a movie documentry called African Cats. I like cats. I like big cats and little cats. Molly’s mom Cheryl said they show the prey getting killed in African Cats. I don’t want to see that. My cat Penny gets prey but it’s different. Today she had a big chipmunk in her mouth that daddy tried to get from her. She ran away fast and over the fence into our neybor Jane’s yard. She still had the chipmunk. I watched her play with her prey. She threw it up in the air and jumped on it. Then she ate it all. Just not the tail. She’s a good hunter.

This is what happens to me always. I want to write so many things but I get tired. I know what I’m thinking but I don’t know how to write it. So my mom said to write little bits down. Here are some of my little bits.

1. My old dance teacher Miss Maryanne. She was a little strict and wanted us to learn our steps. She talked the whole hour and I couldn’t enjoy the music. 2. My old gymnastics teacher Miss Gabby. She was nice but wouldn’t stop talking. I…

Once upon a time, there was a swamp with turtles, and sometimes, there were elephants and hippopatumuses. They went for a good swim and bath, and there was a forest with toucans, and in that forest, there was a bear. The scientists they were named…