Sickie, Ickie, and School.

Salut! C'est Lili, et je ne sais pas pourquoi j'ai ecrit en Francais.... ok, I'm in English again. Turned the French button off, that is how hard they work us at school. It is difficult, and every day, I wake up wanting to get sick. But, every day, I drag my butt to the city bus, to prepare for another day at the torture chamber. *sigh* One day, though, I got my wish. I woke up one Saturday morning, and my throat felt sore. I stayed in bed till dad took me to the doctor. The doc said I had strep throat. These were my thoughts: Well, I DID want to get sick.... But, you didn't want to get sick on a weekend! Another voice argued. I just better be un-sick-ified by the time Erin comes(I am better now, 2 days till she comes, thank you very much.) the other voice said. So, yes, I was sick all weekend, not to mention Monday. The next morning, Tuesday, I got up, and told mom I was feeling better, and went to school. However, I only got halfway through he school day without feeling sick. Mom took me home, and I rested. The next day, we had no school, so, I rested some more. The doctor had said that I couldn't go swimming, so as our class has swimming on Thursdays, I didn't go that morning either. Today, is still Thursday, and I have been in atelier. All in all, school is very difficult, and the only parts I like about it are the three recesses. If you didn't get the school blog address, its: adaptationeabjm.scolablog.net

A tout a l'heure!

Lili(an) Belle in PARIS!!