Sixth Grade Journal: No Jaywalking on My Watch

In sixth grade I was a member of the Polk Elementary School safety patrol, otherwise known as the Black Panthers (our school colors were black and gold and our mascot was a panther). I wore my badge with pride and honor, and I maintained a tight watch over my corner, at Eaton and Polk streets. Not many kids would step outside the law at my corner. They knew better, because I wouldn't hesitate to report someone for safety rulebook violations such as: running, skipping, smoking or drinking alcoholic beverages near my post, or the worst violation of all -- Jaywalking (I spell it with a capital "J." That's how serious I take it.) As this journal entry shows, I didn't lose any sleep after ratting this person out on this day:

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I got up got dressed and got dressed and went to school. In the afternoon I went to my post and reported someone for Jaywalking. I got home from school and my friends came over and played football. When my mom got home we went to the shopping mall to eat and shop for school clothes. I got home watched a little tv, then went to sleep.