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By Kayla, age 10

"My dream house"

"My dream house would be just a two story house, but I would have a basement for a playroom. It would be made of brick. I would have a pool with a slide. 5 acres for all my pets. 5 puppies, 2 dogs, 6 kittens, 2 cats. A large river in the back with a bridge over it. I'd have a basket ball court, tennis court, and a golf course, for all my 4 kids. 3 bathrooms and 6 bedrooms. My loving husband would be rich and I'd stay home with my kids. Oh and each pet would have their own house and play with toys. In the house I'd have two hamsters and 1 bird also outside I'd have one bunny."

...and then I married Mr Smith

"Three things I hate the most"

"The first thing I hate is when my brother annoys me. He hits and makes unesusary noises.
The other thing I hate is the Spice Girls. They wear sick clothes and are nasty.
The last thing I hate is brocolie. Brocolie tastes bad and looks nasty. 
These three things are some of the things I hate most. eh!"

"Tell me what you know about Martin Luther King Jr. Why do you think people admired him so much?"

I do not know much about Martin Luther King Jr. I do know that he was black and famous. He helped many people, mostly black or African American because then the black were separate from the white in everything, like schools and waterfountains. He tried to help the African Americans be able to have religious freedom from the white because the white made them slaves. That is why people admired him to much."



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