I grew up in Southern California, USA and I remember this shit in elementary school, I think.

Oh no.

It’s Creamsicle! Grr!

Oh boy a whale movie!

Cool!

My grandpa says that book is about him. I think he’s crazy. I’m a whale! Yay!

Hello.

It tastes like squids.

Last night I put a chop stick in my mouth and said “Look at me I’m a narwhal” and my friend said I was being “kind of racist.”

I wrote a song!

🎶 The hip bone is connected to the whale bone 🎶
And the whale bone is connected to the—whale bone
And the whale bone is connected to the—other bone
And that’s all the parts of a whale!

Is míol mór mé!

Yay!

I took a bath in the washy machine!

I like explosioms!

I don’t eat bread.

what

Cats are scary but I love cat food. I try to eat the leftovers my fren forgets to bring inside when she falls asleep but a big crow always takes it.

I’m happy! Yay!

I don’t like attacking things. I like making friends! But my grandpa was the whale who sunk the Essex, which was the inspiration for the novel Moby Dick, which I don’t wanna read because it’s about doing mean things to whales. My friend told me the whale wins at the end.

i dont understand