My mum just sent me a disc with all my files from the computer we had when I was a child and I am currently surfing a wave of nostalgia and mirth. I suspect that none of you are particularly nostalgic for my childhood, though, so let’s skip straight to the lulz.
A Lonely Snail
An enchanting story for the young reader.
AN ENCHANTING STORY FOR THE YOUNG READER, you guys. I was writing my own reviews before it was cool.
Prepare to be ENCHANTED.
One cold, dark night a friendless snail sat sadly trying to get some friends.
He did this from Dawn,
I wrote this when I was six, pretty accurately predicting the next ten or so years of my own life.
He was a real day dreamer.
It would be his birthday soon but he was disappointed when he opened his presents because he had not got an adventure (a adventure had been what he wanted).
“Son, we talked about this. I just can’t afford an adventure on my salary. Why don’t you go outside and play with your quest?”
You know I said he was a day dreamer, well, he sometimes dreamt that he had a friend. That morning he had asked the pig if he would be his friend but the pig just grunted.
That’s probably just pig for “yes”.
But when he asked the tortoise luck was with him!
The tortoise actually said yes!
W, what did you say asked the snail
I said yes replied the tortoise. Oh thank you
said the snail.
So there we will leave him until next time.