@wakeupkitty 7 October 2020 more from that month

Writing an essay

Can I be a writer? I don't think so. What I write is boring. I have no stories to share. No one is interested in my life. Not even my parents. I tested it out enough. It doesn't matter what I draw or write they never have a closer look. I think the teacher doesn't like to read the essays children in her class write. She always tells us what to write about, how many lines and after that, she hands over the paper and waits till the time is up. I wrote my name at the top. The paper is made for school. Its name is printed on it. I stared for a long time at the lines. They are printed too close to each other to write in a proper way. I need to turn my paper to be able to write on the lines. I cannot if it lays in front of me the way the teacher put it. Will I have this teacher next year too? I know nothing to write about. I am not the only one. Many struggled and I wonder if anyone has something interesting to write about. I better write down something or the teacher will give me a 1. A one is not good but a ten is. William and Caroline always have a 10. Sometimes a 10+. That is even better or perhaps the plus is what they call in the song "a compliment, a pen and a kiss from the teacher". Do they bring the teacher anything? Some children do. An apple or cake. At the children's birthdays, the teacher receives more too. Perhaps she likes you more if you give her presents? Ducks... I know nothing about them except they are noisy and you see them everywhere. No one owns them, catches them, or eats them. I think they might be tasty but our new housekeeper can't cook. I think she never learned it. She looks pale because of her religion. She is from the village my aunt works and she had to change her religion too and throw all her books away because they are from Satan. That must be a lie but people love to blame others for the bad things they do. Ducks poop everywhere but people still like them. They feed them bread but bread kills them. Bread is unhealthy but people do not care about killing animals with their old bread. They only care if you throw stones at them or shoot them in front of them. I think they eat duck at the Chinese restaurants too just like little birds, frogs, rabbits, and cats. Ducks are not friendly. I saw many males attack a female and she drowned. The duck was in the water and drowned because those males jump on it. They might look more colorful but they are crazy and with too many. There are too many males and no one needs them. They don't lay eggs which makes them pretty useless. They just eat and eat, shot, eat more, and kill the females. The females lay eggs but they are not always on the best. I saw it in a German cartoon called "Entchen Blaufeder". I think the one who drawer it made a mistake. Female ducks don't have blue feathers, not where I live. The females are brown or white. Sometimes I can give some bread to the ducks if I am staying with my granny. It is very rare because my granny likes to make old bread fresh or makes bread pie out of it. This means the greedy ducks get nothing from us but other people do give them. The ducks are spoiled and attack you if you pass by. I guess they are angry because they do not get bread. Now they need to search for duck food in the water and the water is the place where they drown. Strange, I thought ducks can swim. **Thursday** October 1, 2020

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