July 12

So I woke up today and greeted Dad. Mom had to go to school again today. However, she had left instructions on what everyone had to do. Dad had come to my room, with much work for me.

Dad wanted me to start the work immediately, I tried to object (I hadn't had breakfast yet!) but Dad didn't answer me. I brought out my laptop and started working. Though my stomach growled at me angrily, I had to subdue it. Soon enough, breakfast, which, as you guessed was wheat cereal, was served. Dad and I went on a short break. Dad ate his cereal quickly and then hurried me to finish mine. (Where's the joy in eating fast? ). Because of Dad hurrying me up, I, who normally spent 10/15 minutes tops eating, had to do it in 2 minutes. Way to go Dad! I just hope I don't choke on my food. Eating was meant to be done slowly.