How I Feel on Picture Day
Like a puppet.

Over here, sweetie! Now, just tilt your head a little too the right- too far! Just drop your hands. Relax, okay? Smile! The boys picked at the collared shirts their mothers made them wear, and fret about which pose they will have to stand in. At least the woman who ran it today didn't have a voice intended for two-year-olds.

In language arts, our class had the option to read Anne Frank; The Diary of a Young Girl or Hiroshima by John Hersey. I've already read Anne Frank's diary, so I decided to read Every few days or so, we have literature circles comprised of three or four kids each, and then we debrief to the class. We have just finished reading the fourth chapter of Hiroshima.

Areas of Disbelief

• How could the Japanese be so calm? Why aren't they raging and fighting?
• Their nationalism stretched far beyond 'The Pledge of Allegience'.
  
• Why did America drop the bomb in the first place?
  
• How could we have been so angry?

How could we have been so angry? My generation can not imagine an America in which there was so much hatred against the Japanese. I guess all of those multi-cultural nights and long American-dream speeches have made a difference, after all.