The innocent scribblings of a seven-year-old.

Our classroom scarecrow just walked down the hall. She was hungry, so she walked to the lunch room. She could smell pizza. She got some pizza it was CHEESE pizza! The scarecrow heard kids’ foot steps coming to lunch. They were shouting. Only the lunch people knew the scarecrow was magic. She always came to the lunch room every time the kids were gone. One day or maybe twice, the kids went to art the scarecrow thought the teacher went to a meeting like always. The scarecrow hopped down and went out the door. She saw the teacher. The teacher said, EEEK!!! She rant to the lunch room She told the custodians and lunch people told her all about it. She was O.K. Then she told the class, and everybody wanted to play with the scarecrow. One day a girl needed some help the teacher said, “Ask the scarecrow she asked the scarecrow and it said yes! The girl asked what is your name? The scarecrow said, “Emily”. The girl said Oh that’s a nice name! Come over to my house please. We can play games. said the girl Emily asked What is your name? Who Me? Yes you! Oh it is Jenah! Now what is it that you need help on? MATH. It was the end of the school day. The bell rang briiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing! BYE Emily! said Jenah BYE!

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