I am a Monster

…by Brendan.

I am a monster. My brother is a monster mash. We both are monster mash. It means we are crazy all the time. Everybody in the whole wide world is a monster muzzy.

[–some background: As part of everyday class in my 5-year old son’s Kindergarten class, they each “write” a story. From time-to-time, they are funny. As a result, this one made me laugh.

When my wife picked Brendan up, the teacher prefaced this with “Brendan was in a weird mood today”.

I guess so!]

3 Responses to “I am a Monster” »»

  1. Comment by jill | 12/03/04 at 11:16 am

    Oh. I’m soooo a monster muzzy.

  2. Comment by Jeanie Murphy | 12/14/04 at 1:14 pm

    What a great, creative story! Clever little guy.
    How do I know if I’m a monster muzzy?

  3. Comment by Patrick | 12/27/04 at 2:02 pm

    Man, I’m slow. I finally got around to asking Brendan just what a Monster Muzzy is. His answer: Anyone who acts crazy.

    Funny, I can see how that would apply.

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