A story by Emily

Every Friday, Emily brings home her Friday folder. I love it because you just never know what treasure awaits within it. Here's the treasure of I got two or three weeks ago. Translation:

There were once a lot of girls. Only two girls are still here! Me and Myra. It all started when we were allowed to go on our own...

One day our parents had a vacation for 12 months. A babysitter came to take care of us. We packed up when the teenager was asleep. Then we adventured into a maze. When we got in, we thought there was no way out. It took us 20 days to get out. On the 5th day in the maze ghosts came. On the 10th day in the maze skeletons came. On the 15th day in the maze a mummy. On the last day in the maze giant spiders chased us out of the maze! We were so scared that we didn't come down for 50 days. Finally, we did and from that day on we never went into a strange places ever again. We absolutely learned our lesson or did we? We don't know because I'm only 7 years old.

The End
by Emily

The Journal

Sunday morning, I wrote the following note to Emily:

Dear Emily,

Dad will be out of town this week. Do you want to go to IHop one night?

Love,
Mom

Under my note she wrote as large as possible the word yes.

Then, I wrote her a note asking her want she was going to get. She shrugged her shoulders and said, "I don't know."

I replied, "What? I thought that you always got a pancake!

Again, she shrugged her shoulders. I told her that's OK, just write that she didn't know on the paper. She stated that she had a better idea. A few minutes later she hands me this:

Translation: Have a tea party and play baby dolls.

I softly laughed.

"OK", I thought "this journal may not be working out quite the way that I thought that it would." Don't get me wrong, I love having tea parties and playing baby dolls but I was hoping to get something different each time we wrote to one another.

Later, I found this letter:
Translation: Let's go on the computer and look up arts and crafts.

I replied, "OK, that's a good idea and we will try to have a tea party and play baby dolls too this week."

The journal, day 1

This morning, I asked Emily if she wanted to keep a journal this summer and write notes to each other. She excitedly exclaimed, "yes!"

This afternoon, I found a notebook and wrote:

Dear Emily,

Have you seen the little apples on our big tree in the back yard?

Love,
Mom

This was her reply:
Translation:
Dear: Mom
I do not see the apples (apple is a drawn apple)
Love E.H.

Then, she wrote me this letter:
Translation:
Mom!!!!!!!!!!!!
Do you want to have a tea party tomorrow

I replied, "Yes, I want to have a tea party tomorrow.

Then she wrote:

Translation:
After the tea party lets play baby dolls!!!!!!!

I then wrote:

Dear Emily,

Ok, playing baby dolls will be fun.

Love,
Mom