Today was my last day of summer vacation and it seemed to go by really fast. I am still thinking about all the trips I took during the past month and will have plenty to say when the teacher asks me what I did on my summer vacation. I'll tell them all about how I went to Missouri and saw my Grandpa be the most popular person in his hometown and how everyone was talking to him about his movies he made and how they honored him with a carnival and a new museum. The museum will have lots of photographs and will show his movies on the weekends. They also will have a statue of him in a glass case and other movies and books about cowboys. I will also tell them about how we went to the grand canyon on the way back from missouri and how amazing it was to see such a big "crack in the earth" as Grandpa calls it. I will also tell people at school about my camping trip with my dad and cousin and about the trip to "the city of angels" to hear people talk about water and the colorado river. I can also talk about the trip I didn't get to take to the mountains because my Grandpas back wasn't well enough for him to travel. Grandpa was more mad than usual that the family had to stay home because of him, but we ended up still going to the labor day parade in town even though grandpa couldn't come. It rained during most of the parade and Dad and I got pretty wet because all the good spots under cover were taken. Dad didn't seem to mind too much and actually seemed to enjoy the rain even though our shoes still haven't dried yet.
So I guess I have probably too much to tell everybody at my school and I am sure I won't know exactly what to say and what not to say. Sometimes I think I tell people too many parts of the story that might not seem important to other people or even a big part of the story. Cousin Bruce says that details are good and I shouldn't be afraid to write about all of them and that even though sometimes people don't really like to listen to them they don't mind reading about them. I guess i don't understand that completely, but I will try to remember that tomorrow.
My word of the day is actually a word from last week when I went to Los angeles. I wrote in my journal as alocation, but it is spelled "allocation". It means "an amount or portion of a resource assigned to a particular recipient;allowance" and its use is "the efficient allocation of resources". I understand the allowance part. I think I will now go ask Dad for my weekly "allocation of resources".