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Katherine’s 7th Grade Diary: Two Introductions



“This is a remarkable book. Written by a young girl- and the young are not afraid of telling the truth.” 

- Eleanor Roosevelt, in regards to another famous diary.


 When I was in seventh grade I kept a diary and I recently reread it. Boy, did it not disappoint! I found it to be hilarious and full of big dreams and even bigger emotions! Since, I found it to be funny I decided to share it with you all. Hopefully you’ll also find it funny and get a glimpse into my thoughts. In this series I’ll include my diary entries, doodles, some texts, some emails, school work, and etcetera. I also am including a scan of the actual page and the typed text just in case my handwriting is difficult to read. I changed names (unless permission was granted or they’re famous) and will redact some parts as deemed necessary. Hopefully, I’ll add some commentary too. So, without further ado these are the first two entries of my seventh grade diary.

Entry 1

Dear 18 yr old Katherine, 

       Hi, it’s 12 yr old me! This book contains stuff like stories, Jake, contacts, Jake, other things, and my favorite Jake Michaels! I bet your cleaning things out for college? The Broncos are playing tomorrow! I hope Jake is your boyfriend! More importantly I hope you made it to the 2016 Summer Olympics in speed swimming! Bye!



Entry 2


I decided to turn this into a diary. Why? I thought it was funny. Also when your 30 you can laugh insanely. This is gonna be fun!
I don’t know what to right (write) about.
School:
Math: Finished quiz, problems
Social Studies (S.S.) Activity on how important things are
Lunch/Recess Swung with Margot and told her about the Missy Franklin letter
Spanish
Literacy
Science 4.3 review,

Commentary

I particularly like the first entry. I have incredible expectations for myself. Not only do I hope my middle school crush, Jake Michaels, is my boyfriend six years later, but I hope I’m a swimmer in the 2016 Summer Olympics. Unfortunately, I didn’t achieve either goal. 
In the second entry I appreciate that I added another introduction since it had been 10 days after the first. I also have no clue what I am writing about on the right side of the page. I talk about Missy Franklin and I write the word military. I don’t know what happened. However, I’m proud to announce that I know the difference between the words ‘right’ and ‘write’. 

God Bless 




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