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  • Dear Cowbird friends,

    My schedule is taking a turn for the worst. I can no longer lie down lazily and watch the sky turn from pink to twilight; and I can no longer sit at my computer three times a day, sipping my ice tea and typing Cowbird stories. Sixth Grade has begun!

    The jump from fifth grade to sixth is by far the biggest jump between grades. It means pulling away from the familiar elementry patterns, where your teacher will take you by the hand and guide you to wherever you need to be. Now, no-one will be taking me by the hand. Now, I will rarely stay in one room for more than 15 minutes. I am on my own. Independance has begun!

    I may be in the same school since last year, but there are always new rooms to discover, new hallways to get lost in. It's all part of the process, wandering, getting utterly confused, flipping madly through your schedule book to find which class you go to next, weaving through hallways until you find the room. But it's all part of the ecxitement. it's all part of the freedom. At the moment all homework we are recieving is just stuff to give to parents, but I know that as we sink deeper and deeper into sixth grade, the homework will pile on until we can barely hold our backpacks. But it's all worth it, to be able to navigate hallways without being told to file in a straight line, and go to various classes all depending on your own personal schedule. freedom has begun!

    Now,the point of all this? This new schedule packed with things to do leaves me with almost zero time surf Cowbird and write stories. The Summer is over. I have to admit that. In order to learn and participate in this gathering of kids called school, something has to give in. But I am still here, more silent than before, but still here. I will be shifting from a frequent publisher to a rare pblisher, which mom is urging is a very good thing (I am not practicing enough math).

    I'll still have the weekends, the wonderful weekends, When Cowbird is an option. But weekends don't always mean free time. There will be events and lectures to go to, friends to visit, swimming lessons to attend and subjects to practice. I have entered a new world for now, A world that leaves no room for relaxing and unscheduled writing. I am not leaving you, but I will no longer be always here, and even when I am, some part of me will be somewhere else, with things I HAVE to do and not things I WANT to do. The work has now begun! And life has changed.

    Yours truly,

    ~Deniz Dutton








    Notes: Can any of you remember your middleschool years?
    2.In short, you will not see me publishing very often at all. I'm somewhat oly a half Cowbird citizen now. Wish things could be different, but summer's over and I have to focus on school.
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