So Life as a 3rd Grade Girl. . . well you have to put up with a class full of boys (yuck) who are only fun when they chase you on the playground. Latin is cool, but music is hard. We take Spanish as well and have to walk in the class and say, "Hola, Maestra." Then there is the reading. (dread) At least this year we get to pick our book report books from a list. I picked the one with the funny name and the green cover. This week we had testing, testing and more testing. So when I get home this is what I do . . . . Make FAceS. And I simply must must must eat my favorite meal of spaghetti or else my brain shrivels up and dies. It's not easy being a 3rd grader.