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Monday, 10 October 2011
Marching to my own drum
Did some spelling work in the afternoon but had the mick taken. Words of the week are: glue, blue, tissue etc. So what sentence do I get to write out? "Baloo flew to Waterloo in a shoe. What value!" Also did some work for Grandad, but I already know what a sphere is and North/East/South/West, I can feel that new bike getting closer. After supper I tried a new activity which I enjoyed immensely although my fingers got tired. Yes, I shelled peanuts. On the shofa. In front of the Shimpsons.
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