I used to be a great artist in eighth grade. My teacher entered a few of my pictures that I did into contests and I always won first place. I never got anything special besides a ribbon. If there was money involved the school probably took it.
In fact, that school was such a money vacuum. They wanted money for this, they wanted money for that. Once was a new playground, another time was for a better lunch program, another was for educational purposes.
Back in the old days when my family was in the higher class, we would go out to eat every other night at nice restaurants. We even had a house built specifically for our family complete with heated tile floors, bathtubs with pillows, a complete guest room.
Wow those were the days.
Pigeon got me these things at the store. They are called Yan Yans. I think they are Japanese or something. But they have little words on the sticks of bread that you dip into a strawberry sauce. On one it said " Whale Biggesy Mammel." :) gotta love these foreigners trying to speak English.
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