The Littlest Hitler by Ryan Boudinot

First off here are a few lines that caught me off guard "My dad helped my make the [hitler] costume"Davy , "What made him [hitler] so mean" Teacher "He only ate Vegetables" Davy, "He [davy's dad] let me watch R-rated movies, showed me how to roll joints, and told me how to sneak into movie theaters",And those are just some of the many messed up things about this story.  Honestly I thought it was a good story, it was very interesting and I never felt bored throughout the story. But the story itself is so so so so so so so so so so messed up, his dad showed me how to roll joints let that sink in that would be bad if this kid was in 9nth grade our grade if his dad was showing him how to roll illegal drugs but he is in f**king 4rth grade. This kid is in 4rth grade and he is doing things that would be considered bad if he was 5 years older than he is. Another thing that was really weird about this story is how the teacher is explaining the story of anne frank to 4rth graders, and how concentration camps work as if it is nothing. That school, town, city, state is messed up messed up bad.

A story from my childhood, honestly I do not have a stand alone memory from my childhood. A lot happened from when I was born until now, if I had to state one specific story I guess switching schools for the first time was a big part of my childhood. So the first time I switched schools was from Lincoln elementary to Burley elementary, I went to Lincoln Kindergarten through second grade, then to Burley third grade to fifth. If you have not switched school there is just no way to know what if feels like, it is very tough. I felt as though as just a young kid I was going to lose all of my friends and possibly not be able to make new friends, or that the new school would be horrible and I would flunk out. Just stupid things a child would think, but just leaving everything you have built for three years is hard very hard. The reason I had to switch schools was because my brother did not get into Lincoln, I tried to convince my mom for a while to just let me continue going there but that never went anywhere. My brother finally got into burley because its a lottery to get in, meaning its completely random. The new school was nice, I made friends I didn't flunk out. I all worked out really, I still keep in contact with people from both of those schools. The second time switching schools is much easier, from burley to parker. I knew what would happen, and it did I made friends I didn't flunk out. It all worked out.