Teacher: Lowrie

Pristine B. Jones (inspired by the 'Junie B. Jones' series)

February 13th, 2015

Today was an annoying, stupid, tired, angry-forever day! I hate going to school. It’s like a PRISON! P-R-I-S-O-N!

First, I had to wake up because mom came in and said “Hey Pristine B., wake up! Wake UP!”

I told her, “Mom I’m sick.”

But she said “No, no you’re acting Pristine B.! Wake up!

So I woke up and ate my stupid breakfast! I allwwwwaaaaaays eat breakfast.  I don’t know why my mom always gives me tomatoes with breakfast, I HATE TOMATOES.             

Then I went to school and studied. Mrs. allllllllwaaaaaayyys makes us study and she HATES me. I don’t know why! Maybe it’s because I’m so pretty and smart, and she feels JEALOUS! J-E-A-L-O-U-S.

Then at lunch, again, TOMATOES. When I saw it, I said, “I hate this school, I hope it disappears!”

Then I saw the principle behind me. They made me go to the office, AGAIN.

After lunch we had recess, it’s the best time, my FAVORITE time of the day. I L-O-V-E love R-E-C-E-S-S recess.

Today, I played with Grace. We were having fun but then Jimmy came over to me and started teasing me!

He said, “Stupid Pristine B. Jones, you are just a smelly bones!”

I was angry and I was sad, so I cried. I hate that stupid Jimmy boy!

 At the end of recess he said, “I'm sorry,” and gave me a letter.

But I still don’t like him. Maybe I will read his stupid letter at home.  Right now I don’t have time!

First I thought, ‘I think he gave me the wrong letter’! But he wrote ‘Pristine B.’ and even he is not that stupid!

February 14th, 2015

(early)

Today is not a special day, but I feel a little bit excited—I don’t why… I guess maybe it’s because I have to tell that dumb Jimmy boy “Sorry, but I think you gave me the wrong letter!” Anyway, I will tell you what happens later.

February 14th, 2015

(later)

Jimmy is just the best! After I told him he gave me the wrong letter he said nervously “No….no… I gave you the right letter Pristine B., after school can you come with me? I have to take you someplace…”

After school Jimmy took me to his house. I was surprised to find out Jimmy is my nextdoor neighbor! He brought me to his room and he opened the door. WOW! There was a heart with a rose, in the heart it said “Pristine B. Jones I LOVE you! Please B my Valentein Valentine!”

Today was a lovely, happy, smile-forever day!

Retell the story. 

What happened to Pristine B. on February 13 and 14? 

Do you celebrate Valentines Day? What are some special things about this holiday? 

This story is written like a diary, do you keep a diary? Why or why not? What do you write about?