Evidentally some boys in Reagan's class were throwing grapes at lunch, so they all had to write an essay on Why not to throw grapes in the Cafeteria. Here it is.
If you throw grapes, you get caught, you go to safe, Mr. Hoskins yells at you, your parents find out, they take away your phone, no communication, you are lonely, your record is permantly ruined, you don't get into college, you don't get a good job, no job, no money, no money means no house, no house means you live under a bridge. If you live under a bridge, you die alone. Don't live under a bridge, Don't throw grapes.
She said that she wrote a serious one and didn't turn this one in, but I told her that this one was good and she should feel free to be expresive and funny in her writing. She has started writing her first novel. I'm trying to encourage her. I think she will be a great author.
Love you all,
Donna
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