When I started the fifth grade, I was dreading it. I heard that the fifth grade teacher was really mean. I thought, Is it possible that she could be worse than my fourth grade teacher? I told my aunt about my fears. She said, "Autumn, don't worry, dear. Maybe she's nice. Just give her a chance, okay?" I said, "Okay." On the first siku of school, the teacher noticed my Beatles t-shirt. She said, "Darling, I upendo wewe already!" I said, "Okay, then." I had recently gotten glasses, because I had trouble seeing without them, especially from a distance. Some of the kids called me "glasses". She said, "She has a name, guys! Her name is NOT 'glasses'! It's Autumn!" I was glad to have someone take up for me for once. I would've had her for the sixth grade, too, but that didn't happen. My uncle got a job offer in Tennessee, and he gladly accepted it. We would be closer to family members, but it was going to be a big adjustment for me. I had lived in Illinois for the first twelve years of my life. On the last siku of school, I alisema goodbye to the best teacher. I said, "I'm really going to miss you." She said, "I'm going to miss you, too, Autumn." We both cried. We agreed to keep in touch. On the way to our new home, I asked my aunt and uncle, "What if all the kids at school hate me?" My aunt said, "Autumn, it's going to be okay. Maybe this school mwaka will be different." My uncle said, "That's right. wewe might be the cool kid from another state. wewe never know." I said, "I don't think I'm that lucky." My aunt said, "I know that bullies exist everywhere, but there's also a potential for friends." This gave me some confidence, and I was eager to start school in a different state. Perhaps I shouldn't have been too eager....
I haven't written any makala on my shabiki club in a while. I felt like uandishi a eulogy about my dog, Fluffy. Fluffy was my sekunde female dog. I remember when I got her. My aunt and uncle and I were visiting with my grandmother's sister in Florida. One of her neighbors happened to be breeding Smooth collie puppies. I took one of them nyumbani with me, and I named her Fluffy for the sake of being ironic. She was the most vocal of all the mbwa I've had. She was also very motherly. When we adopted Roxy, my Pit Bull, Fluffy accepted the pup as her own. She did the same with my Rottweiler, Stone, and with my newest dog, River. When my first dog, Diesel, passed away, Fluffy grieved zaidi than the other dogs, save for Sadie, my Labrador. Fluffy grieved really hard when we Lost Sadie a mwaka ago. Fluffy was really smart, too. She knew hundreds of words and phrases, and I cannot possibly name all of them. I miss her very much, and so does everyone else. I'll never forget her. May she rest in peace.
It was close to Christmas. The members of New Religion decided to go spend time was their families. Sadly, Erin's grandmother passed away. It was devastating for Erin. When New Religion picked up their tour, many people wanted to interview Erin. Lola said, "She Lost a loved one. How do wewe think she's doing?!" Carl said, "Erin needs time to mourn her grandmother. She doesn't need a microphone in her face." Paul said, "She's been through so much. Leave her alone!" Erin thanked her Marafiki for standing up for her. She later said, "I now know how Paul McCartney felt after John Lennon got shot." Lola hugged her. Things did get better for Erin with time. She Lost so many she loved, but she kept going and never gave up.