Uncle John is usually pretty nice, but tonight he was pretty mean because he made me do my spelling words over and over and over even though he knew I was really tired and didn't want to do it anymore. And I was hungry! We didn't stop until 7:45 PM! And then I didn't get a book read to me before bed because I didn't get all the stupid spelling words right. (That was my mom's idea though, not Uncle John's. But Uncle John thought it was a good idea, so he's still mean even though it wasn't his idea.)
To be fair, she could have had a book read to her before bed (or, more precisely, a chapter of a book) if she had studied harder. This is Hannah again:
I hate the word 'study'! It's stupid.
And now, a brief hurricane update: it's raining, and the wind is blowing pretty hard. The power has not gone out.
