who am I by Vivi 50819

I am Vivi I am eleven year old.

I hear the bird the sound which sings.

I see the landscape which the cloud flutters with the wind.

I want am Sunday every day.

I am Vivi I am eleven year old.

I knew that I am a human who likes crying very much.

I touch my beloved young pig puppet.

I worried that takes a test the area-wide student examination not to be good.

I cry by my parents to scold.

I am Vivi I am eleven year old.

I say a oneself elephant young pig.

I have a dream could also not think that I rise the fifth grade such quickly.

I attempt food which eats does not dare to eat.

I hoped that in the family every day the family and all things are popular.

I am Vivi I am eleven year old.