I am a girl.

May 17, 2010
I am a private school girl.
I am a public school girl.
I am a montessori school girl.
I am a Waltzing Bear Child Care girl.
I am a girl.

I wake up in the morning and I am a girl.
I get in the car to go to school and I become a private school girl.
Public school girls take the bus.
I leave school and become a public school girl as I pass by the school I would have gone to.
But I don’t go there.
Because I am a private school girl.
I get home and I don’t do my private school homework.
I read my public school books
and watch my montessori school television
and listen to my Waltzing Bear music.
I go to sleep.
My private school homework lies in my backpack, undone.
I become an undone girl.
When I sleep, I am not any kind of girl.
I am not even a girl.
I am.

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