A Personal Narrative by Regan Jackson

Last week was Parent Teacher conferences. The first thing out of Regan's teacher's mouth was, "You have an incredibly, intelligent, child." Yes, I do. And she didn't get it from me. So her teacher shows me this paper that Regan wrote in class and said that she made a copy for herself because she couldn't believe it came out of a 4th grader! So I thought I'd share this story with all of you, because it really is good.

"Regan!" called my dad, Scott. "What?" I asked. Then Scott replied, "It's time for the hike." That news didn't excite me at all. My bum still hurt from the crash the other day(She crashed on her bike). So I sadly said good-by to Betty and Jack(They were the puppies that belonged to the farm near where we were staying). And then, we were off. After a few minutes, we arrived at the trail parking lot. We met up with my cousins at the head of the trail. While walking, we saw a sign that read: Very Hard Trail Ahead! But we didn't care. While hiking all the kids complained, including me. Me and my family lagged behind. When we finally got to our destination, I stopped in my tracks and gaped open mouthed in awe! It was beautiful. There was a lake with a mud colored log right through the middle of it. Right above the lake was a crystal waterfall running into the emerald green lake. It was so beautiful, that when we left, I was sad. While hiking down I learned going down was harder than up. About halfway along the trail, my mom, Nikki(written with hearts over the "i"'s), said, "If you guys make it all the way down, we'll have ice cream!" That got me going! Finally, we were in the car eating ice cream. Yum!

Obviously, the parentheses are my comments! And I fixed the spelling, but other than that, it's word for word. I would have saved myself the typing, but our scanner is busted. Porter decided to see if it was anything like a trampoline. Thanks, bud. It doesn't even look remotely like a tramp. Who knows what makes his mind work.

Regan can't figure out why everyone is making such a big deal about her "stupid paper". It's because you have a great vocabulary for 4th grade, babe.