Notes

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Walter wasn't the best in math which made his brother in law start to tutor him and make Walter do one hundred oral problems and one hundred more if he got one of the problems wrong in the fourth chapter, “Arithmetic Summer.” I wasn't the best at spelling and my mom made me stay up way past my bedtime just to make sure that I had all of the words memorized for my spelling test the next day. I would get and A on the test but end up sleeping through the other classes I had that day. This was when I was in the Academy.
Walter has an endless love for books. Which is mentioned in almost every chapter. unlike me his love for books started young. He loved reading so much that when he started first grade he was a reading a level above his classmates. when I was in first grade my teacher told me not to read chapter books because I wasn't in that level yet but I didn't listen to her and I picked up a chapter book and she was right, I couldn't read to book. Unlike Walter I was always a little bit behind my classmates in reading, until I was in fifth grade when I found a book I really liked and I found myself not being able to put it down. Now walter and I share the same love for books.
I’m enjoying read Bad Boy and am excited to see what other blocked memorized I have i’m my head come out as I read this book.