I grew up in Southern California, USA and I remember this shit in elementary school, I think.

Oh no.

It’s Creamsicle! Grr!

Oh boy a whale movie!

Cool!

My grandpa says that book is about him. I think he’s crazy. I’m a whale! Yay!

Hello.

It tastes like squids.

Last night I put a chop stick in my mouth and said “Look at me I’m a narwhal” and my friend said I was being “kind of racist.”

I wrote a song!

🎶 The hip bone is connected to the whale bone 🎶
And the whale bone is connected to the—whale bone
And the whale bone is connected to the—other bone
And that’s all the parts of a whale!

Is míol mór mé!

Uh oh I think they’re starting to get bored.

Today my friend is giving me a bath. It’s fun!

But also I gave myself an owwie because my friend showed me a mirror and I thought it was another silly orange whale like me and I tried to say hi and got really excited and I hit my head.

I foubd out today that my birthday is tomorrow! Yay!

Yay!

I like explosioms!