The Story About the Family That Was Poor, By Avery

"Mom, let me tell you the story about a family that didn't have any money."

"Ok, once upon a time, there was a family that didn't have any money. It's about a mom and a dad and one child. The child's name was Abra. The mother's name was Laura. The father's name was Helen. No, Chili. No, Henry. They didn't have any money and their house was empty. They could only bake pancakes. And when they went to the store, they couldn't buy anything. One day, they went to Cabela's. At Cabela's, there was a sign that said, "If you don't have any money, take money from this bucket and buy things." So they took money out of the bucket and bought couches and chairs and food and toys and books and beds. And they brought their stuff home and lived happily ever after."

Reminds me of a similar story I wrote when I was in 1st grade. It was about a poor family that didn't have clothes so they had to wear sheets. One day, the father went out and found a bag of money and they were then rich! Samantha, the girl in the story, bought dolls and toys and a VCR.

If only life were that simple.

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