onfire
Silver Member
Hi all,
Some of you probably have seen this, but it's worth forwarding just to make sure.. Absolutely priceless !!!!
Written by a third grader , on what his grandparents do.
After Christmas , a teacher asked her young pupils how they spent their
holiday away from school. One child wrote the following:
We always used to spend the holidays with Grandma and Grandpa. They used to
live in a big brick house , but Grandpa got Re ta r ed and they moved to
Florida . Now they live in a tin box that has wheels, but its strapped to
the ground. They ride around on their bicycles , and wear name tags ,
because they don't know who they are anymore. They go to a building called
a wreck center, but they must have got it fixed because it is all okay now,
they do exercises there , but they don't do them very well. There is a
swimming pool too, but they all just jump up and down with hats on.
At their gate, there is a doll house with a little old man sitting in it.
He watches all day so nobody can escape. Sometimes they sneak out, and go
cruising in their golf carts. Nobody there cooks, they just eat out. And,
they eat the same thing every night - early birds. Some of the people can't
get out past the man in the doll house. The ones who do get out, bring food
back to the wrecked center for pot luck. My Grandma says that Grandpa
worked all his life to earn his Ret ar ment and , says I should work hard so
I can be Ret ar ed someday too. When I earn my Ret ra ment, I want to be the
man in the doll house. Then I will let people out, so they can visit their
grandchildren.
Some of you probably have seen this, but it's worth forwarding just to make sure.. Absolutely priceless !!!!
Written by a third grader , on what his grandparents do.
After Christmas , a teacher asked her young pupils how they spent their
holiday away from school. One child wrote the following:
We always used to spend the holidays with Grandma and Grandpa. They used to
live in a big brick house , but Grandpa got Re ta r ed and they moved to
Florida . Now they live in a tin box that has wheels, but its strapped to
the ground. They ride around on their bicycles , and wear name tags ,
because they don't know who they are anymore. They go to a building called
a wreck center, but they must have got it fixed because it is all okay now,
they do exercises there , but they don't do them very well. There is a
swimming pool too, but they all just jump up and down with hats on.
At their gate, there is a doll house with a little old man sitting in it.
He watches all day so nobody can escape. Sometimes they sneak out, and go
cruising in their golf carts. Nobody there cooks, they just eat out. And,
they eat the same thing every night - early birds. Some of the people can't
get out past the man in the doll house. The ones who do get out, bring food
back to the wrecked center for pot luck. My Grandma says that Grandpa
worked all his life to earn his Ret ar ment and , says I should work hard so
I can be Ret ar ed someday too. When I earn my Ret ra ment, I want to be the
man in the doll house. Then I will let people out, so they can visit their
grandchildren.
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