The following recollection is a narrative of the events of September 15, 2009.
Short Person woke up and started to get ready, looked at her clothes and declared she didn't have anything "cute" to wear. Mommy told her to get dressed anyway, and she knew it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
Short Person wanted hot cocoa with her breakfast, but her mommy said they didn't have time, and she knew it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad, day.
When she got to school, she realized she was the last one there and told her mommy that she was tired of having the "late mommy" (officially, for the record, we were on time) and she knew it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good very bad day!
Even though Mrs. Bessler's class was fun, when it was time for recess she forgot to bring her lunch outside, and she knew it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day!
Mrs. Sunderland sent her back inside to get her lunch, and it was only on the way out that she realized she didn't know how to open the door, and she knew it was going to be a TerRibLe, hOrRiBlE, NO good, VERY BAD day!
Short Person went to knock on Mrs. Bessler's door, but there was no answer. She went into the office, and no one was there. So, she sat down on the stairs to cry and scream that it was a TeRRIbLE, HOrrIbLE, NO GOOD, VERY BAD DAY!
Someone finally heard her and let her back outside, so she ate her lunch and went back to class and learned as a group how to open the door. When her mommy came to get her, she asked her mommy to sign a contract stating that she NEVER had to go to Kindergarten Enrichment and eat lunch again! Her mommy said no, and she knew it was going to be a TERRIBle, HORRIBle, NO GOOD, VERY BAD DAY!!!
Later that night, she asked for hot cocoa again before bed and her mommy said they didn't have any, and Short Person knew this had been the most TERRIBLE, HORRIBLE, WORSTEST, NO GOOD-EST DAY OF HER WHOLE ENTIRE LIFE!!! and then went to bed.
The end.
AW. I'll join her when she moves to Australia.
ReplyDeletePoor little thing! What an awful time she had! Of course, most of it would seem minor to us, but to a 5-year-old, it was just one catastrophe after another. I hope she's had a lot of much better days since then!
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