The Holiday Week

Hi Guys,

You know, in America they call this April Fool's Day, but here in France they call it April Fish Day. Guess why? Because they draw a fish on a piece of paper, cut it out, and then they put some tape on it and stick it on the back of something they know. You have to be sneaky and not make a sound. Today, I stuck one on my mom, but it didn't really work because I told her the joke and so she was waiting for me to stick it on her back. I can't keep a secret sometimes!

Last night, Dad and I finished a really big book, a really famous, old one called A WRINKLE IN TIME. I loved it! Not all of you, but some of you might know that I have an American Girl doll (thanks to my very best friend, Harper), named Rebecca and it comes with a book also called Rebecca. She's a Jewish girl from New York in 1914 and she has a cousin in Russia who's sick. Her name is Anna. When my Dad goes tomorrow to America, he's going to pick up the next book called Rebecca and Anna because the story keeps on going. That's the same with A WRINKLE IN TIME. The story is told over a lot of books.

Tomorrow is a carnival. It's sort of like Halloween but different. It's the Halloween for French people. It's when you dress up at 2 for our village and you go around the village for a parade. On Sunday, with my friend Noah (you've heard about him in several stories), I will go with him in his garden for an Easter egg hunt.

Last weekend, we drove to Pamplona, Spain to see our friends Esther, Antonio, Fatima, Juan, and their new baby, Diego. We first met them in Iowa City a couple of years ago before Diego was born. Don't think that Diego is the cartoon Diego from Dora the Explorer because he's just a regular baby, and not a cartoon. Anyway, we had a really good time in Pamplona, which is an old city with a wall around it and it's where they run with bulls in the street and then afterwards they kill them (which I don't like). We went to a restaurant on the last night and after dinner I went on a spinning chair in the playground and it wouldn't stop and I got really dizzy. We also went to a famous church, but I didn't really care so much about the church. I liked the walls which I climbed on and I played tag there with Juan and Fatima. Even though we couldn't understand each other, we still knew how to play! Diego was such a cute baby, I almost felt like he was my baby brother. I kept making him laugh. He's the cutest baby besides my sister Naomi. P.S. Naomi isn't a baby anymore.

See you later guys. I'll communicate with you again when my Dad comes back again from America!

Adios et Au revoir! Bonsoir, too!

Shoshie