Grandparents

Some children are "back to school" already. A teacher asked her 2nd grade
students to share something of their summer. This title "MY RETARDED
GRANDPARENTS" caught my eye. And No, it was NOT written by one of my precious grandchildren.

"We always like to spend the summers with Grandma and Grandpa. They used to live in a big brick house but Grandpa got retarded and they moved to
Arizona. Now they live in a tin box and have rocks painted green to look
like grass. They ride around on their bicycles and wear name tags because
they don't know who they are anymore.

They go to a building called a wrecked center, but they must have got it
fixed because it is all okay now, and do exercises there, but they don't
do them very well. There is a swimming pool too, but all they do in it is
jump up and down with hats on.

At their gate, there is a doll house with a little old man sitting in it.
He watches all day so nobody can escape. Sometimes they sneak out!
They go cruising in their golf carts.

Nobody there cooks, they just eat out. And, they eat the same thing every
night - early birds. Some of the people can't get out past the man in the
doll house. The ones who do get out, bring food back to the wrecked center
and call it pot luck.

My Grandma says that Grandpa worked hard all his life to earn his
retardment
and says I should work hard at school so I can be retarded someday too.

When I earn my retardment, I want to be the man in the doll house"