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Sorry for not writing. Mohamed, Ashkan and I got in trouble for fighting. Rats. My fun is over. Oh well. I had a ballet class (a fun one,) but Yaya's barre exercises take a million years. I made up with a friend's mother for saying something rude to her. Sometimes I don't know when my mouth gets me in trouble. I'm going to talk to Mr. Muslin (my teacher) about the Ashkan thing tommorrow

mother in question didn't even notice I had said anything. Stupid parental implanted paranoia.