I'm not sure what it means; and I'm not sure I want to.
PPP and Peter had a pubescent squabble before class yesterday. PPP blew Peter's paper hat off his head and Peter retaliated by throwing his tissue packets against the wall (here in the Orient, you always have tissues handy for going boom booms). So I escorted these fine young men outside and gave them my "Man Talk." I asked them to write me a letter addressing how they can fix their anger issues and use their strength to build people up not tear them down. PPP sprinted toward me at break time and handed me this little gem.
[Nothing has been altered from this note's original splendor...]
Today, I did a thing that very wrong. I hit my classmate. Although he did something bad to me. But, hit someone is a very wrong thing. It can heart everyone. So. I will never hit my classmate again. If they hit me, I will say, "Hit someone is wrong." and then, every thing will be well. I will say sorry to my deskmate, to my teacher, and to myself. I really hate war and I love peace. so. And I will never hit anyone. Never! That's all, anything else's un necesary. Let's make a peaceful school and a peaceful world together!
PPP for President!
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