Saturday, September 08, 2007

First Week of School

My first week of school was AWESOME!!! I got my favorite teacher, Mrs. Henetz. My math teacher is Mrs. Johnson. She's really nice too and I like her. But, by the way, I'm in middle school. I know I'm nine years old but I am so smart I skipped 4th and 5th. Do you believe that?

I saw all my friends. Well, actually everybody in my school went to middle school. We are just too smart. Scherzo--(just kidding in Italian.)

This is my friend Ryan.

This is my friend Ryan.

At school yesterday when we did PE, we played baseball but with bouncing balls. It was fun. I got really sweaty. It's mainly kickball but it's like baseball because you kick the ball and someone tries to catch it. In Italy I missed PE. All we did there was run around inside and get very hot.

I really like Mrs. Henetz because she's really nice and she doesn't yell. She told us that if she is angry she will tell us. Last week she read a story called The Chocolate Touch. Have you ever hear of The Golden Touch with King Midas? The Chocolate Touch was very similar because King Midas in The Golden Touch liked a lot of gold. John Midas in The Chocolate Touch liked a lot of chocolate. One time King Midas loved gold so much that he wished that everything he had was gold and a fairy was there and heard what he said and poof everything he touched turned to gold. When his daughter came, he hugged her and she turned to gold.

And with John Midas, one time he was walking along and he saw a silver coin that had his initials on it--JM. And he saw a candy store. He said to the store keeper, "I only have this coin." And the store keeper said "That's the only kind of coin we take." And the store keeper gave John a box of chocolates. Then John went home, tiptoeing in the house and slipped the box under his bed. John felt sort of tired so he went to bed and he grabbed the box of chocolates and opened it. But, there was only one chocolate. He ate it and the next morning when his mother called him down for breakfast, he saw eggs, bacon, orange juice and I think that's all. He didn't like any of those things but when he put the eggs in his mouth, they turned to chocolate and so did his bacon and so did his orange juice. He was very surprised and very excited.

He asked his mother to go outside and play. He went to his friend Susan's house. Susan was a girl that John sort of liked. And Susan showed John a new silver dollar coin. John said "Are you sure that it is a real coin cuz it might be chocolate." And Susan said "No, it's a real coin." And she also said to John, "'Bite it if you think it's chocolate." So he bit it. His teeth went right through it because the coin turned to chocolate because he has chocolate itis. Later the day he was at home. He went over to his mother and kissed her and, guess what, she turned to chocolate.

He went to the store where he bought the chocolate and said to the person "Turn my mother back and get rid of the chocolate touch in my mouth." Then he went home and he was rid of his chocolate touch and his mother was no longer chocolate.

The moral of these two stories is to care about others not just yourself.

In Italy Camilla and I always went to the gelateria for gelato for merenda (snack). But here I get ice cream.

My favorite ice cream is rainbow sherbet.

I still miss Italy. I think about it everyday.

I can't wait until the next week of school cuz I really like school. The best thing about this school is that none of the teachers yell except for Mrs. Murphy. Good thing that I don't have her.

The weird thing about school here in San Diego is that I have never had a man teacher. Actually, I've never had one anyplace.

See you next time which will be in about a week.


Anonymous said...

it's "scherzo" dear KZ... :)

KZ said...

Was this you, Judith? Grazie.

Anonymous said...

Ciao KZ,
sono felice che la scuola in San Diego ti piaccia, che hai delle buone maestre e che hai trovato tanti amici.
Mi raccomando, impegnati e studia e vedrai che il tempo volerà e tornerai a Greve.
Ieri ho visto maestra Anna Marie e mi ha detto che manchi a tutti e ti manda tanti saluti.
Un bacione

Judith in Umbria said...

Non sono stata io, KZ. Eccomi adesso! Non rispondo mai come anonima.

Ma, invece, se la nonna piacerebbe, scriverò a te in italiano, vabbe?

Sono felice che la scuola ti piace.

Palma said...


I'm not good enough to write in Italian, but I'm SO glad you like your teacher and are enjoying school. Fourth grade is the BEST! (I used to teach 4th grade.)

KZ said...

Cara Judith,
Va bene se scrivi la mia nonna in italiano.

KZ in TOSCANA (or KC in So. Cal.)


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