Posting the contents of my diary from 1981, I was 11 years old. Although written in the early 80's it still reflects the heart of my happiest memories.
February 4
Dear Diary,
Today I was assigned "Class Artist". Everyone comes around my desk at art to ask for me
to do their work for them. I say no because if they never learn art, then they'll keep coming!
Well, Love, bye, see ya, Amy
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