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
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!