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Third Grade Writing

Assignment: 
Think about a person whose job helps people in your community. Write about what this person does to help your community.


Answer: 
Sorry to write this answer in my writing, but I have no community at all. How could the children have their own community? I want to have my community, but I can't. If you see my writing, understand me that I don't have any community at all. 
Sorry.

Comments

  1. My best thoughtNovember 4, 2010 at 10:42 AM

    Most excellent! Hopefully this child doesn't come from royal blood. There seems to be a little monarch in there just itching to rule.

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