386 THE ADVOCATE
VOL. 76 PART 3 MAY 2018
Dam and we got books out of the library about HOW TO BUILD A DAM and
we looked at the pictures and she read stuff to me. She didn’t try to tell me
how to build my dam which is for the Fraser River because we live in Prince
George and it is our river—I can’t believe nobody has made a dam yet! I will
when I get older.
Rivers are like wild horses. They should be corralled.
Cherry won’t look at me now. She dumped out a new box of Lego and told
me to FILL MY BOOTS—what does that mean? Then she stomped as hard
as she could on her stupid tiny flip-flop-feet into the office and slammed the
door so hard it almost shook right off. I couldn’t believe it because her arms
have no muscles—they look like spaghetti!—and she is so short—I am practically
as tall as her and I am only seven! I am stronger than her—I know
’cause she can’t hold me when I am mad.
Today was her fault anyway ’cause this morning she tried to make me eat
disgusting salmon that makes me want to puke. I threw my plate with the
salmon at the wall and the plate broke but the salmon stuck to the wall. It
looked so funny I was howling like a monkey!
Cherry used to call me a monkey sometimes.
I thought the blueberries might stick too so I threw that bowl as hard as
I could—but Cherry had stepped in to clean up the salmon—she was giving
me the gears, too—YOU CAN’T EAT COUNT CHOCULA EVERY MORNING
YOU KNOW THAT! I didn’t mean to hit her with the bowl and it didn’t hit
her hard—it hit her shoulder ’cause she turned so it wouldn’t hit her cherries.
She got so mad. She yelled at me about controlling my temper and blahblah
blah and every time I get angry it hurts my brain and I can’t let the
anger monster grow in me. She said that having a big behaviour was NOT
GOING TO GET ME WHAT I WANT!
She looked at me for a long time so then I did get mad and I used every
swear word I could think of and then I ran to headbutt her against the wall.
I charged Cherry and I slammed her in the gut and she grunted—she did
not fall down, just crumpled for a minute like a paper bag full of air that is
popped out—but then I got real tired after and I just lay down on the
ground. My knees hit the floor real hard on the way down but I was so tired
they didn’t start aching for a while—I could not feel the ache because that
rushing sound was filling my ears—it sounds like fast water in a big river
heading to a huge waterfall—I wanted the rushing to stop and it scared me
till it slowed down and got quieter and now my knees really hurt.
Cherry is on her phone again. She is probably telling on me to her boss
or calling the cops. She thinks that dumping Lego in the middle of the floor