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 retarded and they moved to Arizona . Now they live in a tin box and have rocks painted green to look like grass. 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 jump up and down in it 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 retardment and, says I should work hard so I can be retarded someday too. When I earn my retardment, I want to be the man in the doll house. Then I will let people out, so they can visit their grandchildren.
Can you relate to this?
We have retired friends who winter in a place just like that in Florida. It's fantastic!
The only people who think this is funny are people who don't have a child or grandchild with special needs. If you did you would cringe over how hurtful it is to the rest of us. Something to think about.
L.O.L. Rocks painted green.
LOL… thanks for the chuckle Chuck!
That sounds like the place my grandma went to live.
My husband failed retardment and is working again…I guess he got past the man in the dollhouse.
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ROFLOL….Oh I got a kick out of that. Hubby says he can not believe a third grader wrote that. Oh my what retirement has become, Still looks like fun to me., The other day My 6 year old g-nephew stated that I was old and would really old when he grows up. I wonder if he think the same way as this third grader,lol.
I'm not moving from my wood/brick house!
I think I've been on my way to retarded for a long time! Priceless.
Yes, actually.
That was very cute.I guess I need to setup a Doll House over here.