Hear’s a spot of fun four my fellow English teachers, what?

Wants upon a thyme, their lived a wee girl in a we town on a we planet. The we girl wanted two make a difference too the whirled, butt she didn’t no what she could due two make the whirled a better place.

Sew she thought and thought and thought about it.

Won mourning, she woke up after a good knight’s sleep – feeling full of joy and hope. She’d had a suite dream about her grandparents, who had dyed before she was borne. She’d never bin able two meat them in the person, butt she’d always felt like she new them because of the stories she’d herd about them. In her dream, she felt like she’d finally met them, four reel.

They’d smiled at her in the dream, and she’d felt there love fore her. She felt they’re love bloom in her hart.

And the we girl woke up from the dream no-ing how she could make the whirled a better place!

She wood love! She wood love everyone, everywhere, like their was know tomorrow! She wood love without distinction or discrimination. Know won wood be outside her love. She wood love the rich and pour, the old and young, the people on the left, and the people on the write, two. Everyone wood feel her love, and the love would bloom in the whirled just like it had bloomed in her hart.

And sew she loved. And the love bloomed. And their was peas.

The End.
Karen Molenaar Terrell