Okay no offence to anyone...all this is just for pure fun. i really hope no one takes anything seriously!
I dont have time tomorrow morning...which is why i'm posting it tonight!๐Thrusday night is close enough to friday!๐
Enjoy!
Little Harsh's childhood memories!
Little Harsh came into the kitchen where his mother was preparing dinner. Harsh's birthday was coming up and he thought this was the best time to tell his mother what gift he wanted.
Harsh was a troublemaker, He had gotten into some trouble at school and at home. Harsh's mother, asked him if he thought he deserved to receve a bike for his birthday, considering his bad behaviour. Harsh, of course, thought he did deserve to get. His mother wanted him to reflect on his behaviour over the last year and write a letter to God, telling Him why he deserved a bike for his birthday.
Little Harsh got annoyed and stomped up the steps to his room and got down to write a letter to God.
LETTER 1
Dear God,
I have been a very god boy the whole year this year and i would really like a bike for my birthday. I want a red one please!
Your Friend,
Harsh
Harsh knew this was not really true. He had definitely not been a very good boy the whole year. So he tore up the letter and threw it away and started on a new one.
LETTER 2
Dear God,
This is your friend Harsh. I have been quite a good boy this year, and so i would like a red bike for my birthday tht is coming up!
Thank you
Harsh.
Harsh knew this was not true either! So again, he tore up the letter and started over!
LETTER 3
Dear God,
I know i have not been a very good boy this yeay and i am sory for that. I will be a good boy, though, if you'd just send me a red bike for my birthay.
Thank you.
Harsh.
Harsh knew that even if it was true, it stil would not get him that red bike. By now, Harsh was extremely upset and so he went down, told his mother he wanted to go to the church. His mother thought that her plan worked beause Harsh looked upset.
"OK, just be home before dinner," she said.
Harsh walked to the nearby church and walked towards the altar and loked around to see if anyone was there. He then grabbed the small statue of Virgin Mary, slipped it under his shirt and ran out, down the street, into his house and up to his room and locked the door. He sat down wit the Virgin Mary statue and a paper and pen and began to write again another letter to God.
LETTER 4
Dear God,
I Have Your MaMa!
If You Ever Want To See Her Again, Send Me The Red Bike ASAP!!
Signed,
You Know Who!
I got the idea for this from a funny post i saw 2 yrs ago!๐