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Twee is new to our school, unhappy with her mother for moving her.
She is in first grade;  it is the middle of January.
Her teacher stated how angry she is.
I picked her up for a talk.
She saw my sand and asked if she could play.
While she created sand creatures, she told me about her life.
I teased her a bit, and she had a sweet smile.

Twee told me that she has a new hover board.
She got it for Christmas – a rainbow monster hover board.
I asked her how high it went off the ground.
She said it did not leave the ground; this was new information.
She told me that Slenderman used to scare her.
He lived in her closet.
He did not come to the new house.


Twee informed me that she can speak bird.
She made bird noises.
I told her that I speak dog. I barked.
She shook her head “no”.
Then she told me “I make U-tube videos”.
I asked, “For your grandma?”
She said “No, for everybody.”
I asked her how she did it and she took me through it step by step.
If she is a typical seven-year-old, we are really getting high tech now!

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