I don’t like how the school year started off, because Mr. Howler insisted that I sit in the front of the class. I told him that I didn’t want to do that because then I would be a good target for Little Ape’s spitballs. He did not appreciate that input and I was forced to stay in during recess. Well, that wasn’t all I said. What I actually said was that I would be a good target for Little Ape’s spitballs because he always got away with it.
I was grumpy today because Mr. Howler would not let me change seats. I was so angry that as I was trying to prove my point, a huge burp came forth. Mr. Howler was not amused and he sent me out into the hall again. I don’t mind being in the hall. Like I said before, no one bothers me and I can wave at everyone who passes by. Tomorrow, I am going to ask Mr. Howler if I can stay out in the hall again.