Just for kicks, I've decided
to share some old journal entries from my childhood exactly as they were
written (except changed names for people mentioned). Any commentary from the
present is in [brackets].
May 13, 1997 (Age 8--the very first journal entry of my
life):
One day Rick, Ken, and I were jumping with the Smiths and I
got a boost and my knee went flying up in the air and hit me fair and square in
the mouth. [What eight year old says "fair and square"?] I jumped off
the trampoline and I held on to my mouth. I had hit my front tooth crooked, but
it turned out all right. The next day it still hurt but I noticed that it was
pushed over to the left and so my tooth on the right could move over! And so
I'm Glad that it happend. [Yay, for accidents! However, this method of tooth
rearrangement didn't stop me from needing braces later on in life.]
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