Cartooning, is one of my favorite
classes in the Seventh Grade. The teacher, Mrs. Duddy is kind of
old. She has a fluffy old-lady hairstyle like my Grandma wears. She
uses red-red lipstick and a lot of face powder, and there's a strong
smell of perfume that always hangs around her.
I like her class because I don't need
to draw realistically in there. The idea is to draw pictures that
tell a story, and if the people don't look much like real people,
that is okay. I learn how to make angry-eyebrows, and sad-eyebrows
in her class. I learn that a puff of smoke behind someone makes it
look like they're running. Boobies only have to be one curved line
sticking out, and another one in the middle of the girl's chest to
make it look like she has two of them. I have a lot of fun drawing
cartoons in the Seventh Grade. I fold notebook paper in half and
draw cartoons all over it. I make funny stories and suspense
stories. The other kids in class like my cartoons. Even the ones
that don't like me very much pass them around, and ask for more when
they're finished.
