You may not know this about me, but I dread this time of year - you know - once Thanksgiving is over and everything goes on s-- Ugh! I can't even say the word. I hate it! See every time my mom hears the word - - - (nope - not going to say it!) something snaps in her brain, and she goes berserk. Honest she does! I know what you're thinking - what's the big deal? You should be grateful your mom wants to get you gifts for the holidays.
Yes - I totally agree with you, or at least I would, if that was what my mom was buying during these sal-- (argh - almost said it!) But no, she uses it to buy stuff she just knows that one day in the next 100 years we maybe, possibly, might need. For example - she saw that one store was having a price drop on ceramic gravy boats. Well - don't you know, she set her alarm so she could get on line at 4am to wait for the store to open. No she wasn't buying *just* a gravy boat - she bought fifteen gravy boats - their entire stock. Then she stacked them in the basement, because we already had a perfectly good gravy boat, but you just never know when that gravy boat shortage might occur ... you know?
Okay, so that actually never happened, but it could have because that's how nuts my Mom gets this time of year with all the sal.. (No!! I'm not going to say it!) She gets all giddy, makes her lists, plots out what stores she is going to hit, and then sets out while it's still dark out. She says it makes her happy, but then she comes home all frustrated and exhausted.
Sounds fun huh? I seriously don't get it - I mean what part of waiting in line and battling crowds for hours is fun? Every time I ask her, though, she tells me I'll understand when I'm older. Nope. Not going to happen. But Mom likes it ... let's just hope this year there are no gravy boats for sale! AAAHHHHH I said it!!
Well, we got THE homework assignment at school this week. You know the one . . . the one where we have to write what we're thankful for and stuff 'cause of Thanksgiving and all? They expect us to say stuff like, I'm thankful for my family, and food, and all that, and well I am thankful for that of course, but this year I'm thankful the most for opportunity. Pretty deep for a sixth grader, huh?
It's just that we've been doing this unit in Social Studies on World War II, and so many people were killed. Millions! Can you believe that? Not just the people in the army fighting, but regular people like me and you. See what happened was, the military would knock on your door to send to you to camp, just because of your religion or race or for any reason they felt like, really. Oh and I'm not talking about the type of camp Doogle and I go to every summer where you get to swim and play all day, 'cause that would actually be kind of fun. I'm talking about camp where you never come back. Seriously, It's true! My teacher told us! And you know the worst part? It wasn't just grown ups! There were lots of kids, too. Kids who were in sixth grade, just like me. Kids who never got to go to school or grow up or have families or anything. See that's where the whole opportunity thing comes in, and this year, I'm super thankful I have it.
So what are you thankful for ? Don't worry, I won't copy it for my homework, I've already handed mine in.
Until next time -- Millie
Remember last week when I was saying how excited I was 'cause we missed a whole week of school 'cause of the hurricane and everything? Yeah, well, I'm not so excited anymore.
You see, the teachers still expect us to do ALL that work we missed while the school was closed. Can you believe that? I may not be very good at math, but that means that if we had to makeup two weeks ago last week, then we are doing last week this week, and we'll be doing this week next week! Wait a minute maybe that's not really using math, but we're doing math, and lots of it. Yuk.
Did I lose you there for a minute? Yeah, math does that to me too. THE POINT is that if every week is really last week, then that means school will have to end a week later. ARE YOU LISTENING STUDENTS OF SPRINGSIDE ELEMENTARY?? We just can't let that happen! It's not our fault a hurricane came long and wiped out power or a week.
Dad says if we have snow days on top of it, we may have to go to school all summer. SAY WHAT?? He was even smiling when he said it. I'm beginning this hurricane was all a set up just so our parents could make us go to school all summer.
What do you think? Let me know, 'cause you know I love your comments!
Until next time - - Millie
So you know my best friend Natalie? Well you probably don't actually know her , but you've heard me talk about her right? Well she's so lucky 'cause every year her parents take her and her younger sister on a big vacation. I'm not kidding when I say she's been around the world. She's even been to Paris twice!
Well guess what? Now I'm going around the world, too. Well not me personally, but my stuff . . . you know that swag stuff I keep talking about? It's true. It is traveling the world. So far it's gone to Canada and England and even Romania and Sri Lanka. Even Natalie hasn't been to Romania or Sri Lanka!
Anyway, I'm super excited to have all my stuff travel the world! I hope everyone likes what they get, only don't tell my geography teacher cause then she'll make me do some sort of project on it. So lets just keep this between us, k?
Until next time - - Millie
Hi ... Millie here again. So this blog thing is awesome and all, and I know you are here reading all my posts 'cause that Toz lady keeps checking the stats and telling me that I have a bunch of readers and stuff - but I'm still feeling a little lonely.
Here's the deal. My book - Millicent Marie Is Not My Name, came out last month, and it got a ton of attention and some really nice reviews, and I REALLY appreciate all that. But see, I think that Toz lady is starting to forget about me already, 'cause I heard she's gone back to writing that kid Nate Rocks' story again, and well - he's already got two other stories out there, while I just have the one, and it's still new and all. I mean - what gives? I thought I was her favorite now!
Anyway - I thought, maybe you could help. See there's all these pictures here on this website of really cool girls and boys holding up the Nate Rocks books. Look - see for yourself here . Neat right? Only - did you notice anything, well, missing? Yeah - I did too. There are no pictures of any kids holding my book. What's up with that? Anyway - it would really make me happy if some of you parents could send in some pictures of your kids holding my book for the website - either the print copy or on your digital readers.
In fact - I'm thinking that if you send one in and that Toz lady posts it, we'll send you some SWAG to thank you! Oh yeah - I know how much you love the swag!! All you have to do is email your picture to: email@example.com along with your child's first name and age, and a statement that you are the child's legal parent or guardian and you give permission for us to post your child's photo on the website and our facebook page.
That would be so awesome cool! Thanks!!
Until next time - - Millie
So remember the last time I was here, and I posted about the hurricane coming, and I was all excited because it was going to be so much fun and stuff? Well, it came - but it wasn't actually fun like I thought it was going to be. To start with, Natalie's mom decided that she wanted Natalie to stay at home and not come sleepover my house like we originally planned. I overheard my mom tell Natalie's mom on the phone that Natalie could stay with us for as long as she wants in case trees go down and Natalie's mom couldn't come over to get her the next day. I guess Natalie's mom got a little freaked out by that and decided to keep Natalie home. Thanks Mom!
Then, as soon as the storm started, Mom made us all go to the basement. She had it all set up - the TV was on and in the corner, and then on the other side of the room was a big air matress for her and Dad. My sleeping bag was set up next to Doogle's. Yeah - I moved that asap. Then she had all the supplies. One table for candles and flashlights, a table for water and other drinks, a table for paper products, and a table various other food stuffs. Not to mention the fully stocked metal shelves with everything we could possibly want. I saw our old camping stove in the corner, too. I'm sure Dad just couldn't wait to fire that baby up. I wonder if he knows you're only supposed to use that outside? Sparkles (he's our dog) kept jumping all over everything. At least one of us was having fun. I think Doogle thought it was goin to be fun too, until he realized that the TV was so that Mom and Dad could watch every second of the hurricane coverage and not so that Doogle could play video games the whole time.
Oh well - it didn't really matter anyway, because the lights went out almost immediately, and Dad finally got to turn on that old battery radio that's he's had forever. I asked Mom why we couldn't just go upstairs since it was still daytime. Then we could at least see by daylight. Mom said she was worried about trees hitting the house and the windows breaking because of the wind. Well I guess that made sense, except then I started worrying about all that stuff and I started to get scared. It didn't help that we were sitting in the dark with just a couple of candles. We had enough to light up the whole room, honestly we did, but Mom was afraid we'd run out, so she only lit two small ones. We weren't even allowed to use the flashlights. Those were for if we had to use the bathroom (which thanfully was in the basement and still working).
Hi - I'm Millie. Well, Millicent Marie really, but you can call me Millie. I'm twelve years old. This is my blog. I hope you like it. Tell all your friends, but don't gossip, because gossiping is wrong. So is bullying. I know this for a fact. If you want to know how I know, read my book. Thanks for stopping by!