Saturday, October 18, 2014

Mr.4444's Unhappy Day

I recently found this gem in a scrapbook belonging to my husband. 
I suspect he was six or seven years of age when he wrote it, at school.

Translation [with spelling corrections]:

Once there was an unhappy day. It was my brother's birthday. Because he always gets the good stuff. I only get clothes and cake. I have a mean, mean brother. He always scares me in the morning. I am going to beat him up tonight, of course. The End

Happy Birthday, Mr.4444!!! 
[Sure am glad I got you some "good stuff" this year.]

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