Every morning our class attendance register was taken, while we all drew a picture of something one of us chose and we would get a gold star in our book if your picture was picked as the best one in class.. Today it was my turn to choose, so i wanted everyone to draw a Squiggle, but the teacher said that thats not really a good thing to draw because they would all look the same.  I told my teacher that i have seen lots of Squiggles and they are not the same because i seen big Squiggles and baby Squiggles and Red ones and gray ones.

After the register she walked up and down the aisle looking at everyones Squiggles to pick out the best one, and she stopped at my desk and asked me why i didn’t draw a Squiggle like i asked everyone to draw.  So i pointed to my Squiggle in the tree and pointed to his pile of acorns and told my teacher that thats my Squiggle there in the tree. She laughed and asked me again, what it is, and i told her it’s a Squiggle with his acorns in his tree.

Well she took the book from the boy behind me and pointed to a page with scribbles on it and said thats a Squiggle, and i said look there are 3 Squiggles in the grass by the tree over there, as i pointed out the window.

Oh you mean Squirrels Sammie, and i said yes i like Squiggles because the hop like my bunny and take nuts out my hand in our garden.  I got a gold star for the best Squiggle because everyone just Scribbled in their books.

For the next 30 minutes she sat by me trying to teach me to say Squirrel, before giving up hope.

Class mates Bitchslapped by sammie

for not knowing what a baby Squiggle is