The Newsletter
2nd Edition, December 8th, 1999
I am extremely sorry that the second edition of my
newsletter has taken so long to send out… I tried to send it twice before, but
I didn’t finish it on time, so I saved it, and both times it mysteriously
disappeared. Anyway, I would like to request that if you have funny, serious,
stupid, annoying, or ironic suggestions for the title of my newsletter, please
reply as soon as possible. I would greatly appreciate it if you sent ones you
have sent or told me of before, as I would like to see them all right next to
each other, word for word. Now when was the last newsletter? Oh yes, a while
before I left for Hawaii…..
I had a fun time in Hawaii. I went to several beaches,
went around the island, went snorkeling, went shopping, and I came up with a
brand new idea for snorkeling… I will tell you if you all promise not to
patent it before I do… ok? Great. What my idea was that instead of those
little snorkeling things where you can only float on the surface, this is
something that you hold in your mouth like always, but instead of a stiff
plastic tube going up, you have a rubber tube, which splits after six inches or
so, into two rubber tubes, one that will only open when you exhale, the other
when you inhale, so that you don’t have to worry about not getting enough air.
there would be very buoyant floats attached to the top of the tube, so it would
stay up, and not sink into the ocean, and you could have varying lengths of
tube, say 30 feet, and it would be cheaper than scuba stuff, but you wouldn’t
have to float on the surface like the snorkeling stuff. Well, that and listening
in on a writers group were, I think, the highlights… (I hope no one believed
that, because there were lots of other neat things there, too)
After Hawaii things were still going at a break–neck pace,
otherwise, I would’ve had time to write… as it was, when I got back, I had 120
E–mails waiting for me. Once I finished my 120
E–mails (none of them from any of
you, I don’t think — except Dad), nothing really big happened until Mom
convinced Dad that we had to get rid of, soon, two guinea pigs (we had four), so
we packed up Sage (the male), and Chocolate (one of the two babies), and we went
to two pet stores, and we gave Chocolate to one, but neither wanted Sage, at the
time (thank goodness). And then there was Thanksgiving, which seemed to take
forever, and then no time at all for it to come, but it came at last, and there
was much rejoicing, but soon, not seeming like an eternity at all, we were
saying good bye, and as soon as the next day were conniving to instigate a plot
to make sure that everyone stayed at least until January 22, which is when Dan
is going to leave as well. All in favor of this idea, tell your bosses that you
might not be at work for a couple of days after Christmas, and hope that the
Year 2,000 bug is extremely dangerous, so you will have to stay at our house.
And as most of you know, the adults brewed a wicked plan of their own,
instigated by Mom’s jealousy over that fact that she hadn’t been in Hawaii for
ten (?) years, so when Nana broke her ankle, Mom saw her chance! And as a
parting shot, she asked if some church people could bring us a meal or two, as
if we don’t know how to cook. I’m sure that Mom will deny all of these things,
and pretend that I was joking, but we all know the shocking truth, don’t we? By
the way, don’t let Mom get a hold of one of these newsletters, as it would
disastrous for my career.
On Thursday mornings, we go to
school. I don’t know what Mom has told you, but what happens, for me at least,
is that my age group goes to the History class, (which Mom teaches), and waits
for the bell, A.K.A. the buzzer, to start class. After History, we go to
Expressions A.K.A. Drama, and after half an hour, we go to Music, and then Art.
After those four half hour classes, we all go to our different Electives: Art,
Calligraphy, Drama… and I think there was another one, but maybe it got
canceled or something. Anyway, I took Calligraphy, Pete, Drama, and Steve, Art.
We were all supposed to do something for a December show to show off all our
work. What we (the six in calligraphy) did, was we each chose a quote, and
practiced it, until (this is a very shortened version) we put it on to our good
paper, and we then chose a border, and painted that on, put a mat board (like
cardboard, I think), and put on a stand… I chose Shakespeare, and I did “A man may smile and smile and be a villain.” So if you come to my
house, I shall hunt you down until you give your opinion of it.
On Monday Stephen and I went to a Geography Bee, (in the
past three years I got last, third, and third), and there was an Elimination
round, in which only the top ten go on, and Steve and I passed that, and after
the elimination round, once you got two wrong, you were out. Steve got
eliminated quickly, so it was just me (that I knew). My first wrong one was a
stupid mistake, in which I thought one symbol was another, and my second one was
one which I had no idea what the answer was, so I ended up with a grand total of
sixth out of fourteen, but we all got gift certificates for five dollars to a
store downtown, so it wasn’t a total disappointment.
If any of you have comments, suggestions, misspellings,
grammatical errors, or just want to bask in the fact that I, in person, shall be
responding, please send your E–mails to Snowshoe_Hare@cdgreen.org
–~Snowshoe Hare~–
–~Christopher Green~–
–~Snowshoe_hare@cdgreen.org~–
*Here Endeth The Newsletter*
