I meeted Scabby Doyle when we was walkin' to Sunday School today an' I axed him, how come you is all shinied up an' smellin' so nice, Scabby?  He sayed he sneaked hims big brother's Barkey Boy Beef Stew odorant an' gelled hims hairs acause he bees gonna meet hims Love Dove after church. Scabby has beed betendin for to be a handsome man at the Plenty O Pups. But what if yous love dove bees a ugly sack a stink, Scabby? He sayed, she gonna has red flowers in her hairs, Georgie. My Gladys bees beautiful an' I loves her. I sayed, did you said Glad Ass? But then we goed inside. An' guess what? Mrs. Pearson beed all shinied up. She hadded RED FLOWERS sticked in her hair. Scabby throwed up in hims mouth. I laughed so bad what I peed. Prawly Scabby gonna wanna be nice to me for a good long time.  

At Obee Dance School Mrs. Barker has beed teachin' us for to come here when she whistles. I done very good, too; 'cept for now I gots a big problem. There bees

a birdie livin' on my head. Ever time what the birdie beed whistlin'; I been runnin' alls over this way then the nother tryin' for to come here. I never even knowed 'bout the birdie atill Clive sayed, hey Georgie ya gots a  birdie on yous head. Which, that bees okay. But I is gettin' in trouble at school acause I don't come here no more acause I never knows who bees doin' the whistlin'. An' all a kids is comin' here on me all a time when my head bees whistlin'. Mrs. Barker sayed she ain't happy on me now. Prawly Momma gonna be mad,  too. I ain't apposed a has a pet. Weren't my fault.

Today at Sunday School Mrs. Pearson beed teachin' us 'bout there used of beed sick peoples what was called leopards a long time ago when Jesus were just a fella. An' everbody beed mean on them leopards an' tole 'em, yous git outta here, acause they was so catchy. 'Cept for Jesus weren't mean. He goed 'round fulla miracles an' tole 'em go on home sonny, you is all better now. We besided for to play Jesus 'n the Leopards at recess, an' Clive sayed, Georgie, you looks like a good Jesus. Scabby Doyle hadda beed the leopard. So I were walkin' all floaty holy crossed the yard for to save Scabby an' next I knowed, them boys beed poundin' me with snowballs. An' they was laughin. At Jesus. I were screamin', yous is gonna GO TO HELL! That bees right when Mrs. Pearson tugged on my ear an' sayed what she bees gonna tole Momma what I were cussin' on Clive. Which, that maked me laugh. A course Momma already knows what me 'n Clive bees cousins!