One day I go into my 6th grade class and tell them to give me their homework. Tom rushes up to me with a folded piece of paper and tells me it's a secret and I can't show anyone. This is what I read:
I send and take messages to a girl. I know her because in 4 grade she is same class with me. She makes a couple with a boy. But these days I think I can make couple with her. I'm happy but I'm shy. It's secret.
(The homework instructions said to write a phone dialog about what you and your friend will do this weekend.)
Tom is the same student who wrote in his diary that he is in 6th grade now so he must meet someone. A girl. I love reading about adolescent troubles!