Answering some questions...

Hey guys, it's Cassie Logan here again! So, some of you have asked me some questions on my about me post, and I'm here to answer them. One of the most asked questions was 'What's your favourite song?' well it's 'Mad World by Hardwell' (I'll leave a link to it on the bottom of this post) I'm not really fond of the actual singing but I am absolutely amazed by the guitar in the background, I really recommend you to listen to it.  By the previous answer you might have noticed that my favourite instrument is the guitar, I don't have one though (I'm not asking for one) but I love the various types of sounds that it can make. You guys also asked when I was born, well I was born on the 20th of July of 1924. Most of you also asked about my hobbies and what I hate the most, well, the thing that most entertains me on my weekends is to play games around the cotton field, like catch or hide and seek, with my brothers and parents, I also adore reading and i'll always say yes if you ask me if i'd like to draw something with you (I will leave a picture of one of my drawings at the bottom of this post). I despise anything that has something to do with school, except the students and want to put an end to racism. 'What is your lifelong dream?', you also asked, well when I grow up I want to work as a lawyer an have the most wonderful life with my family in New York.

Well guys this has been it about the questions you asked, if you have more, plot them on the comments and maybe I will write another post like this.
Bye!

- Cassie


Mad World by Hardwell:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vy70j6vtfjo

The perfect christmas

Hey guys! It's Cassie here again for another story, but guess what, this time it's actually a merry story (see what I did there?)! So, I finally got to sit through half of the overload of tediousness of the school year, without causing any more incidents (at school) and the best part of this is that I wont have to see Miss. Crockers' stupid old face anymore for a month and a half. Also, now that christmas has passed I feel hate and sorrow have been obliterated from my mind, because my christmas presents were amazing! Uncle hammer gave me a really fine yellow and white striped coat, which warms me up in less than a split-second. My parents gave me a book, but is wasn't any old ragged book that they found lying down un the muddy trash soaked streets, it was a bright new book, called The Three Musketeers, i've read a couple of pages from the book and it seems awesome! And and guess what it had written on the front. 'This book is the property of Miss Cassie Deborah Logan. Christmas 1933'! Oh how happy I am, I wish christmas was every month, imagine that, a new book every month, oh how wonderful it would be, every month a new story full of adventures, romances, extraordinary places in the world, with plot twist every chapter. Oh how lovely it would be to live in a world like that, but unfortunately, we can't have everything we want, oh well, these still are the best presents I have ever got.

Well guys, this is the end of my christmas update, I hope yours is even better than mine and that you have an excellent new year (I probably won't post on new year so I'll just tell you know).

Bye!

- Cassie

Revenge

Hey guys, Cassie here again bringing to you a new adventure! So today seemed to be a normal day, woke up early, moaned a lot, pt on our clothes, ate breakfast, moaned a little bit more, brushed our teeth and unfortunately, started making our way to monotony land (AKA: school). as we were marching down the road to hell, we would always keep checking our backs to see if the bus from the Jefferson Davis Country school was coming, because it's been raining a massive volume of water here in Mississippi, so the road to school is narrow, muddy and extremely slippery, and the gullies beside the road are filled with water so if the bus passes by, it will knock is into the gullies and soak us with water. In the middle of our elongated journey, when we had reached a crossroad, Christopher-John heard a noise, and as all of us didn't feel like getting wet we jumped to the other side of the bank, it wasn't the bus though, it was only Mr. Granger's car,which had passed on the other road so we didn't have to worry. Then, T.J. persuaded us to continue walking to school, we all objected at first, because we thought the gullies kept getting wider and the road kept getting narrower as we walked but T.J. managed to magically get into our minds. About five minutes later, we heard a sound, and it was no unfamiliar sound, it was the bus, which made us all scared because the bus started getting closer by the second, and we didn't know what to do because our thoughts were right, the gullies were really wide and it was impossible for us to get to the other side, but we had to try, it was the only thing we could do, or else we would end up at heaven. And so we tried, obviously, none of us succeeded, we were all soaked and humiliated by the kids in the bus, they were unbelievable, they shouted 'nigger nigger mud eater' repeatedly at Little Man and kept laughing at us all. After the incident, we encountered Jeremy, and told him what happened, when suddenly he came up with this brilliant idea and told us to meet him at his school at lunch. We did as he said and met him at his school, where we acted as incognito spies and picked up some shovels and a bucket always checking our surroundings so that the white kids wouldn't see us. We then walked to the exact same spot as we fell into the gullie, we then started digging a hole, filled it with water, walked back to Jeremy's school, put back the tools we used and headed back to school as though nothing had happened. The hole ended up as a fairly big hole, our plan had worked. When school ended, we quickly picked up our things, put them on our bags, hurriedly headed to the hole we dug and waited behind a bush at the other side of the gullie. As it had rained in the afternoon the 'fairly big hole' became a massive crater. When the moment all of us had been waiting for came, we all watched our plan succeed and see the bus driver try to rush past the 'small' hole and sink the tin of his bus into the crater. As we tried not to explode with laughter, we walked back home and relaxed.

Well my friends, this has been it, I hope you don't judge me by what I did today, have an excellent day.

Bye!

- Cassie