Today was the first day of Easter Vacation. I and the Jones' are getting very excited about the trip tomorrow (they are on the same airplane). This morning, I went to my oboe lesson. I was not progressing as fast as I would like to. My teacher, Lon Bussell, is a lot harder than I thought he was. But I want to work on it hard because my band teacher, Mr. Rupp, wants me to be the next oboe player in Intermediate Orchestra.
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All punctuation and spelling has been retained precisely as I wrote it 32 years ago at age 12.
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