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by GC teacher: Mrs. B - Grade 5 (2010-2011)


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5B - Poetry 03/28
Reading Reflections 03/14
Japan Earthquake Reflections 03/18
Français - cent mots 03/15
5B - So Much Depends Upon 03/07
5B - Disease Report 02/24
5B - Friendship 02/17
5B - Presidential Qualities 02/16
5A - Reading Log Wordle 11/30
5B - Biography 11/30
5B - Personal Narrative 11/30
5B - If They Could Speak 11/30
5B - 7 Random Facts 11/30

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5/3 درس لن ينساه التمساح
5/3 هرتي البيضاء
3/7 So Much Depends Upon
2/17 Presidential Qualities
2/8 I am from
12/2 Biography
12/2 If OnlyThey Could Speak
12/2 The Experiment
11/30 Seven Random Facts
2/13
2/13 French
10/29 My Voki

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Personal Narrative

 


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Backstabbing Friends


Who said that close friends cannot be mean?


Friendship is something very precious. But sometimes you can’t handle it and it flies away just like a bird.


One ordinary school day we were at music. We were warming up. We had to listen to music and follow what the teacher does. My friend started making fun of me, so I started making fun of him. He looked at me in a weird way; it sent a chill down my spine. He didn’t do anything but I was terrified. We went back to class and he still was taunting me, so I couldn’t take it anymore. To defend myself I burst out all of his secrets. He was extremely upset and furious. He walked and punched me.


We went to the principal’s office and he was supposed to be stay in the office, but it was the end of the day so he didn’t. Mr. Easton talked with us and I told him what happened.


I was upset twice, because I didn’t keep my friends secrets and because he punched me.


To be continued…


The teacher put us together to end the fight. So we talked and we were friends again


The next day I went to school and I was incredibly terrified of him. He wasn’t bullying me anymore, and he was being kindhearted. In the end he was complimenting me and he was my friend we apologized and everything was better.


1 Month Later…


Guess what? I invited him over and we played soccer, and I don’t know why but he told my friend that I was mean. I was stunned, I asked myself why? Why? Why? And the mystery had to be solved.


The End

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