B Jane Turnquest

The Contrary Contrite Chronicles of a Child during the Great Confinement B Jane Turnquest

I am Caerwyn, a 4 year old boy (plus 329 days) with a 12 year old mind according to my mom. I am often contrary, also according to my mom, and on this note, I think my mind is ageless, not that of a tweenager (my cousin Schyuler who is sixteen cannot even list dinosaurs A to Z). There are 10 things you will get to know about me. I do hope you find me likeable, interesting, curious, sweet, adventurous, and concerning a wood element, compassionate. My mom is feeling like a genius, instead of time-outs, her discipline of choice is for me to write (mostly what she dictates) of my mistakes and wrongdoings. She told my dad that when this confinement is over, it looks like both my handwriting and vocabulary will be greatly improved, perhaps even two grades above my level. What do I think? I think I am going to get carpal tunnel or develop a sport injury to my wrist (thankfully I am sort of ambidextrous)...and I have a hypothesis, which is an idea you can test. I think my mom will get tired before my two hands does. And to be honest, on the contrite matters, most were that I was sorry my mistakes and wrongdoings were found out.