From 8-year old Hilda’s diary:
We had a spelling match in school today and I would have won it, only I didn’t know how to spell “Hippopotamus.” Miss Cashen said that I would have to go back to my seat, but I said that I didn’t mind and I didn’t think it was a word that I would use very much, but even so she made me write it later on, one hundred times because she said that just in case I might need it sometime and she wouldn’t want me to forget it.