One Time at Grandma’s
…by Brendan (written: 09-27-04)
One time at my Grandma’s they were cooking a Apple Pie and my Grandpa turned on the wrong oven [burner -ed.]. Then when the fire came up it broke the pan in half.
It was a gas fire, but they put it out before it started a big fire. And we (they) have a pool table and we played pool. Me and Dad played and me and Mom played.
One time me and my friend Jason played pool table together. We played with our hands and Jason throwed the ball too hard and it flew up and hit me right above the eye.
He tried to make me feel better but I kept crawling away.
The End.
By the way, ‘Grandma’ and ‘Grandpa’ in this story are actually Brendan’s Great-Grandma and Grandpa in Michigan. These events took place on a trip there this past summer.
As you can see, this was written a little while ago, but I like the story. Neither my wife or I remember bringing up these events anytime around when he “wrote” this story. Crazy how a kid’s mind works.