Hey guys! It’s Christie, and it’s my first time posting here! I mean, I might as well try to stop Mandy from writing about how I got stuck in poison ivy.
You know how there’s the excuse, “my dog ate my homework?” and how no one believes it? I bet I can think of something even less believable. “A twonk ate my homework.” Except, mine is really true!
We’ve started going to Twonkie-Twonkie’s cave after school to do homework, because that way Twonkie can sort of learn more about what it’s like to be a human and go to school…plus his math is really improving. We all know Twonks aren’t particularly strong at math, though, which may be why Mandy’s math skills are like already way better than Twonkie-Twonkie’s. But it’s so much fun! The only bad thing is, I was filling out my science homework worksheets and Twonkie-Twonkie accidentally got really hungry. And when Peter called me over to look at Twonkie’s Aurian flower, Twonkie started snacking on this huge pile of random food, and my paper kind of…got caught up in the rush. Man, can Twonks eat! There was this huge blur and paper started flying everywhere, and the next thing I know I’m chasing my papers across the cave and discovering that some of them are missing. And it wasn’t like a report I wrote on a new sheet of paper — there were problems on it and everything! And it was too late to write to the teacher. So yesterday was like, really awkward. The teacher was like, “where is your homework?” and I was like…”hahaha you wouldn’t believe me if I told you…” I got really desperate and was like “let me dig around in my backpack…maybe it’s there somewhere! I think it’s lost!”
Marianne helped me out last minute, though. I’d called her really late at night and she erased ALL her answers and scanned the paper and printed them out for me this morning before filling in her own answers again. So I did the problems right there in class and the next time the teacher turned around I had something to turn in. Marianne is THE BEST! Now THAT’s what i call friendship.
