This is Iago.
He lives in my classroom and we volunteered to look after him over the holidays. He is a cheerful and cheeky fellow... he even likes to ride Edwin's big train.
I am 4.99 years old, and I have decided that I won't do homework when
I get to big school.
Mum told me that I would have to do homework if I wanted to be a vet.
I told her that in that case, instead of being a vet,
I'd rather stay at home and be a nothing, just like her.
That seemed to upset her for some reason.
Diary: 4.97 years old (Dec 2003)
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