Will I Ever Have a Best Friend?
Written by: K. Fetters
I have a friend named Jessica, who is in the same grade as me. She is nice, funny, caring, and fun to be around. She has a different teacher and her class is next to mine. Jessica and I have known each other since preschool. I would like to spend more time with her. I wish she were in my class.
How would you feel if your friend was not in your class?
Outside at recess, I waited for Jessica to ask if I could play with her and her group of friends. She told me I could, and I was very happy. We played a game called Tag. Jessica was IT. She was chasing and trying to tag someone so they can be IT, but she did not try to tag me even when I was running near her. I wish she would have tagged
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I shared what happened at recess and she asked me if I had a chance to talk with Jessica about it.
What would you say to Jessica? How do you think both of you would feel?
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Do you think this would work? How could this problem be solved differently?
During lunch time, we sat at round tables eating with other students. Jessica was not sitting at my table. I can see her laughing and talking with friends from her class. Her table was full so I could not sit with her. I wish I were sitting at her table.
What would you do? Why do you think she wants to sit with Jessica?
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