Yalissa The Spirited
My mom and dad call me Yalissa
but my name is really "Baby-Cakes." Sometimes they call me Lissa Lizard because I love to stick my tongue out. My mommy says
it is a really long tongue.
I love to sing and dance. Last year,
I went to a Spring Program my big sister's school was putting on. It was boring. My sister would come home every day after
school singing these songs and teaching me but when it came time for her to perform, she JUST stood there. It was as if she
was shy or something. I don't get it. My parents made me sit there with them, but when Tyna (that's her name) came and sat
on my daddy's lap, I took that as my cue to take her place. I got up in the middle of the class in front of all these people
I did not know and starting singing "If you're happy and you know it" and dancing all over the room. I had so much fun. And
of course my sister just sat there. Now I go to the same school as my sister and we are in the same class. All her friends
are my friends and I don't think she likes it that much.
My mom and dad deliver papers early in
the morning. Sometimes we get to help out by doing right sides. It is so much fun. There is this one house called the birdie
house, the people there are really nice. I get to deliver their paper and they always have a treat for me. Usually it is some
kind of candy but occasionally I get a bag of chips or even a book. They are really nice.
My sister and I try to take turn delivering
right sides, when it is my turn, my sister gets mad and rides around without her seatbelt on, most of the time my mom doesn't
know it. When my mom does find out, she gets mad. Sometimes, she pushes on the brakes and my sister falls forward. I did this
once and since I am so light, I fell between the front seat and the back seat with my legs up over my head. I did not like
my mom that day.
For the most part, I think I am a pretty
good kid. I brush my teeth, take my vitamins, try to clean my room when I am told. I take my medication when I am suppose
to even though I really don't like it. It tastes funny and makes me really thirsty.
I used to be the baby
of the family, but my mom had my little sister last year, so I am no longer the baby. Normally, I don't have a problem with
her, unless she plays with my stuff. Then I get mad and take my toys away. One time, she climbed in my chair so I dumped her
out of it. Maybe that will teach her to leave my stuff alone.
