20:57 - April 30, 2002
green toad
I didn't realize this was a realization until just now... or maybe I'm being melodramatic. I read a poem to two friends on the playground in first grade, and when I finished, they were both staring at the ground. 'Do they hate it?' I wondered. 'Why do they look like that? Why are they so quiet? Why don't they tell me what they think?' Then, glancing down, I saw the huge green toad hopping by.

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