On Saturday night, I went to a POE Debate with mom and dad. Dad told me that Jonathan Lee Morris asked a question when he was 11, and my oldest brother made a speech when he was 8. The speech I heard was about justified violence. Well, I asked a question. Thus: "Look at 'To Kill a Mocking Bird'. A guy down the street sees the Finch children being attacked. The guy takes a kitchen knife, runs out, and stabs the other man to death. So, killing is is justified in the defense of oneself or others, right?" I had this weird feeling in my stomach before, during, and after I asked the question. You know, it
was the first time I asked a question. I was on a sort of balcony, with drywall under it. It was really weird, when everyone looked up at me. And I'll always remember how the man giving the speech looked around before looking up and seeing me.
Anyway, I took this trip as a vacation, and we originally intended to go to splashdown, but we stayed and swam in the pools at the Hotel instead. We also went to Zorak's house. I played with Baby V. too, obviously. I found out that she likes it when you put your hands at her sides, gently squeeze twice, and say 'honk honk'. Well, bye-bye!