Wow my handwriting was really great when I was 9 years old. Here is a story I wrote (Drew, 207, Feb. 25, 1980):
The Fish Eating Dog:
Once upon a time there was a dog who loved to eat fish. He lived by the pond. Every day he would eat fish. Every day he would like it. One day he was going down to the pond to get some fish, but there wasn't anymore to eat. He had to move to another pond. It was different there. The pond was polluted. So again he had to move. Anyway there wasn't a pond in sight. The dog died because there wasn't anything to eat.
WOW - Nine years old!! Isn't that crazy and the comment by the teacher says,
Good (underlined). haha.
At the top of the paper the comment is:
Good Start!
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