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3 December 1985

“Jolie’s Parable”

A true christian is like a puppy to his owner. The puppy follows his owner around for guidance and shelter. He looks up to his owner for food, plus other things like love and companionship. His owner, in return, supplies him with his needs as well as teaches him obedience and tricks. The puppy grows up to be a mature and well-trained dog. He continues to follow his owner forever. Like this puppy a true christian should follow God around and go to him for your needs. Then He will teach you the ten commandments and the tricks to get in heaven. Of course, sometimes the puppy might stray off, but he returns home eventually for shelter from the night. If the puppy does get lost, his owner will search for him.


What's Happening in the World
  • On ABC: Three's a Crowd, All My Children, Who's the Boss?, Growing Pains, Moonlighting
  • Space Shuttle Atlantis returns from its second mission, deploying 3 more communications satellites
  • Birth of international organizations OEI and SAARC
  • Birth of American actress Amanda Seyfried

6 November 1985

“Personal Symbols”

No symbol is perfect. However, some symbols do help us to understand more about ourselves than other symbols do. I have chosen the following symbols to represent certain things about myself:

I am like the color white because I am fairly bright and with one idea as to how to be or what to wear I’ll change to that way – like white can be changed with a dot of red or a splotch of blue.

I am like a puppy because I follow behind and can learn new tricks or ways of doing things and when I get older I’m more independent.

I am like the carnation because I don’t come in big groups like other flowers and I’m not all fancy with bright colors and in a nice design like the snapdragon.

I am like a coffee pot because when people like my sisters & brothers make me mad, I hold it in and get hotter and hotter till I get so mad, I pour it all out.

I am like a Weeping Willow because I am about medium height compared to the other trees. I just hang in the wind and sway any which way anyone pushes me. If someone said something mean to me I would act mean until someone said something nice to me.


What's Happening in the World
  • On NBC: Wheel of Fortune, Days of Our Lives, Highway to Heaven, St. Elsewhere, The Tonight Show Starring Johnny Carson
  • Guerrillas storm the Colombian Palace of Justice; among 115 killed were nearly half of Colombia's Supreme Court Justices
  • French secret service admit to bombing Greenpeace ship, killing photographer
  • Stan and Jan Berenstain, authors of the Berenstain Bears, appear on the Today Show

11 September 1985

“Filled With the Holy Spirit”

r (reporter): me
H.S. (Holy Spirit): Holy Spirit

r: Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. This is Jolie reporting for the Daily Informer. I am standing before the residence of the 11 apostles, followers of Jesus before his death. A very amazing event took place here in Jerusalem at nine in the morning today. I have here the man responsible for this miracle. Holy Spirit, can you explain exactly what you did for these fine young men?

H.S.: Yes. I decided that these apostles needed more confidence; to feel more sure of themselves. So I came to them as tongues of fire. Then I divided myself equally among them and settled in their souls. Right away I began working them, giving them each their own foreign language to speak with.

r: Holy Spirit, what is the meaning of speaking in foreign languages?

H.S.: I gave them the gift of tongues, so to speak, to show the world that all people speak the same language when speaking of God and Jesus.

r: Mr. Spirit, why did you use fire to resemble yourself?

H.S.: That is quite simple. Fire is a great force from God, as I am. Entering them as I did today was to rebuild or rekindle a fire of faith within them.

r: Well, thank you very much for joining us today, Holy Spirit. This is Jolie reporting for The Daily Informer.


What's Happening in the World
  • Pete Rose becomes MLB all-time hit leader; on the radio: We Don't Need Another Hero (Tina Turner)
  • Fugitive WWII POW in US comes forward after 40 years; GTE Government Systems pleads guilty to conspiring to illegally obtain internal Pentagon docs
  • Series of riots break out in the UK; Salvadoran President's daughter kidnapped
  • 47% of Americans falsely believe AIDS can spread through casual contact

~ 8 April 1985

We didn’t go to Iowa after all because my father wasn’t feeling good enough.

I just got done writing a book I started last April. It’s called Harriet M. Welsch and it has 25 pages with no pictures. I might type it later.


What's Happening in the World
  • On the radio: One More Night (Phil Collins), Crazy For You and Material Girl (Madonna); on TV: Three's a Crowd ends and Mr. Belvedere debuts
  • Soviet fear leads Reagan Administration to restrict exchange of unclassified scientific information, DOD screens papers and attendees for engineer meeting
  • Sudanese President Nimeiry ousted in bloodless coup; India files lawsuit against Union Carbide over Bhopal gas tragedy, world's worst industrial disaster
  • Wham! holds historic concert in China, a first for a Western pop group

5th Grade Story

My Surprise Birthday Present

Our family used to always seem poor; until a year ago.

My hobby is sending in contests. So, as usual, when I saw this sweepstakes in Monkey Magazine, I sent it in. First I had a deal to make with my parents. They got what ever I won if they bought ‘Sweetso’ cereal for a proof of purchase seal.

For the rest of the month it was boring. I got up, ate cereal, went to school, did school work, came home, did homework, ate supper, and went to bed. The same thing happened all the time except one day I missed the bus.

Then one day when I came home from school, I found my dad with tears in his eyes and a big and weird smile on his face, holding my fainted mother. If I didn’t know better, I’d think he went cuckoo and surprised my mother so bad, she fainted.

A half an hour later, I was writing a letter to the funny farm about my parents, when my dad came in my room. I quickly grabbed my letter and put it in my dresser drawer. By the way his eyes and smile looked when I came home, I was wondering if he was contageous.

“Jolie, look at this. We won one million dollars! Can you beleive that?!” said my dad.

It’s a week later and it’s almost my birthday. I haven’t fully recoverd from when my dad first told me about everything.

It’s the next day on my birthday. I went down stairs to go to the bathroom. When I went in the T.V. room to say good morning I didn’t like what I saw. There was a bunch of fancy-looking kids staring at me in my new nightgown and robe.

I just about left when I saw it. It was a robot. I went over to it and it started singing ‘Happy Birthday’. When it was done, it handed me a manuel on how to fix him if he gets busted.

Since I didn’t know if it was a girl or a boy, I called it Herman. For the rest of the year we played Super Pac-Man and other games until the day he blew a fuse. Poor Herman. Maybe someday I’ll be able to find another fuse. Who knows?

14 March 1983

One Easter…

Hi, I’m Easter Jolie. I’m here to tell you about this special Easter we had. Hop along with me to where it started. Hippetty-hop, hippetty-hop.

Well, here we are. This is where my famous ancestor was born. His name is Peter Flappy-ear.

One Easter, there weren’t enough Easter eggs. Nobody wanted to help with the problem, so the head chicken said who ever found a solution would be rewarded in some way.

At that time Peter was as young as I am now. He didn’t have much priviledges. He couldn’t go any farther than over the hill alone.

One day he was walking over the hill to pick berries when he saw a very funny looking squirrel. Peter followed it over to a tree. The squirrel went in the tree. A little while later he came out with an egg. Then a bird went in. It, too, came out with an egg.

When Peter returned home, his new rabbit-sitter asked him what took so long. He didn’t answer so she asked if he saw a weird looking tree. She must’ve knew about the tree because when he said yes, she sent him to bed for being beyond the other side of the hill. Peter suspected that she knew something about the eggs so he didn’t say anything to anyone about them.

The next morning he got up early. Fortunately, he got up just before his rabbit-sitter left; acting strange. She looked like she was in a hurry and acted nervous. She also reminded Peter over and over to stay home.

Of course, after she left he followed. A little ways over the hill he stopped. He told his mother and father she didn’t look good before they left on the trip. He was right. She was digging in the tree. Peter thought she might see him so he ran home. When he got home he wrote a letter to his mother and father telling what happened.

A couple days later, his parents came home. They looked worried. He could tell they recieved the letter and came home as fast as they could.

They took off and caught the egg-snatcher. While Peter’s parents took him to the police, Peter went out by the tree and found not only the eggs that were missing, but a couple chickens were stashed in an old box farther in the woods.

When the head chicken asked what he wanted for a reward, Peter said he wanted to be known every Easter. That’s how the Easter Bunny was invented.

Yep. That’s how it happened. This is Easter Jolie signing off.


What's Happening in the World
  • Billie Jean (Michael Jackson) still tops charts; also popular: Hungry Like The Wolf (Duran Duran), Mr. Roboto (Styx)
  • Nancy Reagan's "Just Say No" goes mainstream with appearances on Diff'rent Strokes and other popular shows
  • Zimbabwe opposition leader Joshua Nkomo is forced into exile; OPEC makes first-ever cut in oil prices; Solidarność street protests heat up in Poland
  • CDs and Swatches enter the US market

5th Grade Poem

Red

Red is a stop sign
Stopping all the cars;
Red is a bright flame
Brighter than the stars.
Red is firm
Red is strong,
Red is sweet
Like a small loving song.
Red is a color
In the rainbow,
Red is a group of roses
All in a row.
Red is a valentine heart
That someone recieves,
Red is in the fall
The color of some leaves.

25 February 1983

My Leprechaun

One day I was walking home when I heard tapping. I turned. The tapping continued, so I decided to follow it. I walked and walked. Then I realized I was late and should be home; but I still kept walking.

By now, the tapping seemed real loud. Maybe because there was music, too.

I bent down and peeked through the bushes. I saw leprechauns all over. They were dancing. I was so surprised, I almost fell over.

While I was looking around I happened to glance down. There sat a small leprechaun girl. I sat still for a while. Then I reached down and grabbed her. I looked at her. The little leprechaun was staring up at me with the cutest little eyes.

All the other leprechauns were looking at me, too, so I ran real fast out of the forest. I ran and ran until I was just about home. Then I sat down on a rock to rest. When I looked up, the leprechaun was gone. I sat down and cried. “Please come back. All I want is a freind,” I sobbed. I looked up. She was looking at me sympathetically. “I’ll be your freind,” she said. I was so happy, I ran home.

The next morning I got up at 5:00 so I could have lots of time with my leprechaun.

She sleeps in my old dollhouse. She said she likes it even if it’s a little small.

I played with Candy (that’s her name) for an hour. Then I had to get ready for school. I decided to take her to school with me because in her school they are studying human life.

In school, I got some kleenex and made a miniature chair for her. She wanted it to be right next to me on my desk. It didn’t take her long to change her mind when I told her what the kids would do if they saw her. We decided to have it in my ink well. One time the teacher just about caught her because I was playing with Candy and the teacher told me to bring what I was playing with to her desk. I quickly grabbed something out of my desk and braught it to her. I found out what I braught up to her was my sister’s favorite toy smurf.

After school, I said good-bye to Candy after I braught her to her home. We’ve been freinds ever since. I almost forgot. She got one hundred on her test about human life at her school.


What's Happening in the World
  • On the radio: Billie Jean (Michael Jackson), Do You Really Want To Hurt Me (Culture Club); final episode of M*A*S*H airs this week on TV
  • US prime lending rate drops to 10.5%, gas prices fall below a dollar nationwide, and Dow Jones reaches historic high
  • Hundreds of Muslims slaughtered by Hindus in Assam, India, in election-based violence
  • Cabbage Patch Kids and Care Bears debut at the annual Toy Fair in NYC

25 December 1982

Santa’s Lost Suit

Bang, bang, boom! We’re all busy making Christmas toys, when Santa comes rushing through saying, “Oh dear, oh dear!” Nobody seemed to notice except me.

I’m his best helper. I help him with everything. Even delivering presents. My name is Helpful.

I followed him to the kitchen. He must not have noticed me, because he didn’t stop to explain like he usually does. I walked up. I asked what’s the matter. He quickly turned around, then said, “Oh! I’m sorry, but I didn’t notice you! Have you seen my suit? I must have misplaced it.”

“No, I haven’t. Hmm. Maybe you should try on a different suit.” So we went to the storage room. We dug up five suits. The first one was a swimming suit. It was to cold out to wear. The others were Halloween suits, which were too frightening.

Santa was sad for the rest of the day. All the elves tried to cheer him up. Nothing would cheer him up, I thought. By morning everybody had given up.

Just then, Mrs. Claus came home. She had a box in her hands. She walked up and gave it to Santa. “I had it cleaned at the cleaners,” she said. We all watched while he slowly opened it up.

When he saw what it was, his face lit up with joy. We had to see what it was! Right there, inside the box, was his suit! Right away he got it on while we put the toys in the sleigh.

Before he left, Mrs. Claus gave him a party, just a little one, for causing him to be worried. From that day on, Mrs. Claus always told Santa before she has it cleaned.

The End


What's Happening in the World
  • On the radio: The Girl is Mine (Michael Jackson), Maneater (Hall & Oates); at the cinema: The Dark Crystal, The Toy, Tootsie, 48 Hrs.
  • The FBI's computer is authorized to begin tracking people deemed potential threats
  • South Korea releases 1200 prisoners; the Rock of Gibraltar opens to pedestrians after a 13-year ban

31 October 1982

The Deserted House

It was Halloween. I was getting ready to go trick or treating. When I was ready, I grabbed my bag and went outside. It seemed spooky. As I walked along, I noticed the old, deserted house on the top of the hill.

Right then, a light switched on! I was sure someone moved in, so I went up and knocked. No answer.

All of a sudden, the door swung open! Boy, did I jump! There was nobody at the door, or was there? I went in to check. Jeepers, was it webbed up!

Just then, the door closed! I wished it was the wind. I went in the next room. It must be the kitchen, I thought.

The next room looked like a dining room. There was a small, square, table. Around it was four chairs. I was almost positive nobody lived in this place until I saw a sandwich sitting on the table. I looked around.

There, across the hall was a small, strange door. I walked over to it. I hezitated before I opened it.

There I saw a long stairway. I could see three bedrooms at the top of the stairway. I walked up the stairway to the first bedroom. All of a sudden, I heard a wicked cackle! Then a woman’s scream!

“Aaahhhh!”

I ran down the stairs so fast, I got a scar on my left knee by a chair. When I got to the door, it wouldn’t open! I looked around. Then I grabbed a chunk of wood. I tossed it at the window. I jumped out and ran home, as fast as I could!

The next thing I knew, I just woke up. I guessed I fell asleep when I got home. I went and told my mother what happened. She didn’t beleive me, but it’s true. I still have the scar.


What's Happening in the World
  • John Cougar's Jack & Diane tops charts, followed by Joe Cocker's Up Where We Belong and Men at Work's Who Can It Be Now?
  • Unemployment is at 10.1%, causing 16 million Americans to lose their health insurance
  • Lindy Chamberlain found guilty of murder in Australia, despite insistence that a dingo took her baby
  • John Paul II becomes first pope to visit Spain

23 September 1982

The Day I got Chewed Up


Do you know how boring it is just sitting in a store, on a shelf, all wrapped up? Very boring. I think I’ll go talk to Tammy Bubble Yum.

“Hey, Tammy! It’s me, Jolie Hubba Bubba,” I said.

“Oh, hi. Did you hear what happened to Jimmy Freedent?” she said, “He got took away by some big thing. It was awful. It took off his wrappers and put him in a dark cave. Then these big white things started squishing him.”

“Well, I gotta go home and eat, so watch out for those big white things,” I said. I was walking home when this great big thing grabbed me and traded me to this other thing for a big silver thing. That thing put me in a dark cave. I wish I ran home instead of walking. Yuck! It’s wet in here. Now, the white things are coming. Squish!

“Help! Somebody! Please help! I wish I was home.” Squish!

“Can somebody please help?” Squish! I give up. Nobody can hear me in this place. Hey, there’s a tunnel! That’s too scary and wet to go down.

Now, the red rug’s moving! Hey! It’s pushing me out! I’m gonna fall and die! Plop! “Ouch!” Where is everybody? Are they alright? Those things are stepping on me. Here comes a big machine. Squish!

Now, I’m stuck on the tire. This is awful! Hey! This is kinda fun! It’s like a ferris wheel. What strange things! Oh, no! Now I fell off! Hey, there’s my home! Yay! Now only if somebody opens the door. That big thing is opening the door! I’d better hurry in. Hey, there’s Tammy and my mom and dad!

“Hi, Tammy!”

“Jolie, you’re still alive!”

“Yah. Hi, mom, hi, dad!”

“Hi,” mom said, “Oh, I missed you! I thought you were a gonner.”

“So did I,” dad said, “Welcome home.”

“I can’t wait to tell you about my adventures, everybody,” I said.


What's Happening in the World
  • Survivor's Eye of the Tiger tops charts, followed by John Cougar's Jack & Diane
  • Ronald Reagan is in his second year as President, the country is in a recession, and train engineers are on a nationwide strike
  • Ariel Sharon admits to Israel's role in the slaughter of Muslim refugees in Beirut at the hands of Christian militia
  • NYC's first-ever female firefighters are sworn in