I remember my 3rd grade. The teacher kissed me a lot. It was so much fun
when we all went to his house after school. I never understand why he was
arrested.
I went to a horerace with my dad. My dad wanted me to touch a real live
hore but I was a bit scared. It was big, brown and hairy and smelled weird
but in the end I rode it a bit. Daddy said that later I might get my own
hore!