Oct 11
We read a poem about a young boy. Who did the work of a man. He was working with a saw slipped up and chopped his hand off. Died more than likely from shock.
Reflection
Today we spent it all finishing up our creation myths. Sometimes trying to find perfect is so stressful. I've restarted my story many many times. I keep changing My topic forgetting to add things and all that.
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