| 6/4/07—Today, I had wood shop. We were
supposed to make jewelry boxes, but mine turned out
to be kind of a step stool. I accidentally put hinges on
both sides of the lid, so it wouldn't open. I hope no one
noticed. 6/5/07—They noticed. First thing this morning, Rodney said, “Hey, Alex! I like birdhouses, but I don't like birds. Could you make me a birdhouse without any doors?” I know what you're thinking: pretty funny. Not when you've heard 4,000 different versions by the end of the day! At least school's out this week, so I won't have to see Rodney every day. 6/13/07—I decided to do a summer project and build a shelf over my computer. The shelf is a little shaky, but I hit my thumb with the hammer only four times. That was after my dad's drill stopped working (I guess it wasn't made to drill through steel beams). I accidentally sawed most of the way through Dad's work table, but it's old anyway. 6/16/07—Boy, did I get in trouble! Dad's work table fell apart while he was sawing, causing the saw to go dangerously close to his leg. I narrowly avoided being grounded from my computer. Dad said he was proud of me for trying to do something on my own but that maybe God had given me talents in areas besides carpentry. 6/17/07—Disaster! I ut some books on my shelf, and it broke and lummetted down onto my keyboard. Now I have no “ .” Everywhere a “ “ should be, there's just a blank s ace. I wanted to rove I could do car entry, but I guess God gave me different abilities. And I should accept that. At least I'm still a good ty ist!. —A.J. out! |
