Diary of a Sixth Grade Ninja Quotes

“I’m not the most popular kid in school, that’s for sure. I’ve never had a girlfriend, and I’ve never played sports outside of gym class. That’s not true – I was on a soccer team in third grade, but after a shin guard to the face and a broken nose, I quit.”
― Marcus Emerson, Diary of a Sixth Grade Ninja

“As we stepped out of the gym doors, the sun poured across the school parking lot like a hot wet blanket.”
― Marcus Emerson, Diary of a Sixth Grade Ninja

“hair and a pale complexion that would make a vampire jealous. He kind of looked like a porcelain doll. “Has anyone tried to be his friend?” “Actually,”
― Marcus Emerson, Diary of a Sixth Grade Ninja

“You’re cutting it close.” “That doesn’t even make sense,” she replied. “Think about it for a minute, and it will,” I said. Zoe’s eyes darted back and forth and the gears in her head clearly cranked. In the time it took her to think, I sat in the seat behind her. Finally she turned around. “I still don’t get it,” she said. Poor Zoe. That was the joke,”
― Marcus Emerson, Diary of a Sixth Grade Ninja

“hallways,”
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“Wyatt”
― Marcus Emerson, Diary of a Sixth Grade Ninja

“I nodded my head, but was distracted by some movement out of the corner of my eye. It was the edge of the track where the tree line was the thickest. I stopped in place and stared for a second to see if anything moved again, but nothing did.”
― Marcus Emerson, Diary of a Sixth Grade Ninja

“Oh, the life of being a ninja. I know what you’re thinking – it’s an awesome life filled with secrets, crazy ninja moves, and running on the tops of trees. Well, you’re right. I’m not gonna lie to you – it’s an absolutely fantastic life. But it wasn’t always that way. This might surprise you, but ninjas are often seen as the bad guys. I know, right? I had no idea either until I became one. Though looking back, I should’ve seen the signs early on. You know what they say – hindsight is 20/20. So this is my story – my diary…er, my chronicle. I feel as though it has to be told for others to read so they can learn about the events at Buchanan School. History has to be studied and”
― Marcus Emerson, Diary of a Sixth Grade Ninja

“his”
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“vengeance”
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“district”
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“was only the third day of school and a quarter of the way to our goal. I should probably find that thing the school mailed to my house.”
― Marcus Emerson, Diary of a Sixth Grade Ninja

“Wise words.”
― Marcus Emerson, Diary of a Sixth Grade Ninja

“was short. He had wavy black hair and a pale complexion that would make a vampire jealous. He kind of looked like a porcelain doll. “Has anyone tried to be his friend?” “Actually, yes. I tried talking to him last year, but he wouldn’t hear any of it,” she sighed.”
― Marcus Emerson, Diary of a Sixth Grade Ninja

“Arrrrrr, mateys!” Brayden said as he entered the room.”
― Marcus Emerson, Diary of a Sixth Grade Ninja

“dead”
― Marcus Emerson, Diary of a Sixth Grade Ninja

“that sounds – ninjas and cookies are two of the most awesome things on the planet. Of course they’d go great together! Wyatt sat by my side with a mouthful of cookie. He chewed it sloppily like a dog. “I’m thankful that you’ve chosen to become a member of my clan.” “Are there other clans?” I asked. “No,” Wyatt said. “Are you ready for the task we’ve specifically chosen for you?” I set my Oreos down on the little table. My first job as a ninja, and in a real ninja uniform – of course I was ready! “Yes, tell me what I must do.” Wyatt paused. “Are you sure? You wear the uniform now so you can’t reject any kind of duty you’re given.” For a second, I imagined he said “doodie,” and I laughed. “No, I won’t reject anything. Whatever you want from me, consider it done.” Wyatt nodded, and made a “tch tch” sound with his cheek. Immediately, one of the other members of the clan tossed a backpack to the ground in front of me. It was bright red with speckled straps. I studied it for a moment. I had seen a backpack like this before, but where? And then it hit me – I saw the same bag sitting by Zoe’s desk earlier in the week. This was Zoe’s backpack. “Why do you have that?” I asked. Wyatt shook his head. “Members of my clan don’t ask questions when they’re given a task, and yours is simple. All you have to do is take this bag to the front office.” “Sneak it in there? You want me to walk through the school wearing this ninja uniform?” “No,” Wyatt said. “That’s why it’ll be easy. After gym, you’ll change into your normal street clothes and simply take this bag to the front desk. You’ll deliver it to the principal, and tell them that you found it under a bush outside.” I looked at Zoe’s backpack. Could it have been a coincidence? Could this just be the same bag that she has? As I scanned the side of it, I saw”
― Marcus Emerson, Diary of a Sixth Grade Ninja

“Oh, the life of being a ninja. I know what you’re thinking – it’s an awesome life filled with secrets, crazy ninja moves, and running on the tops of trees.”
― Marcus Emerson, Diary of a Sixth Grade Ninja

“Just keep trying I guess.”
― Marcus Emerson, Diary of a Sixth Grade Ninja

“probably”
― Marcus Emerson, Diary of a Sixth Grade Ninja

“My parents didn’t seem to notice, but my sister sure did. She was nice about it, not by asking what was wrong, but hanging out with me while I wasted time playing video games. When I woke up, I acted sick. My mom bought it for a little bit, at least enough to skip homeroom. But when she caught me out of bed and playing basketball in my driveway, she took me straight to school. She barely gave me time to get”
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“conversation”
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“outstretched”
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“approached”
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“attendance”
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“got”
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“whatever”
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“enough”
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“Chapter One Oh, the life of being a ninja. I know what you’re thinking – it’s an awesome life filled with secrets, crazy ninja”
― Marcus Emerson, Diary of a Sixth Grade Ninja

“the ninjas behind him punched their chest once and let out a “ha!” sound at the same time. I couldn’t help but chuckle at how choreographed it was. “What’s so funny?” asked the ninja. “You dare laugh at us?” “Not at you,” I said. “Just at the fact that it all sounded like you were gonna laugh at the same time,”
― Marcus Emerson, Diary of a Sixth Grade Ninja