Child Number Seven, Sally Lotz - Spratt [the false prince series .TXT] 📗
- Author: Sally Lotz - Spratt
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and was off to find an old sick person who wanted to be read to. I was in luck as the old folks home seem to have 20 of these people who fit my qualifications. I decided that I couldn’t pick just one, that wouldn’t be fair, so each Saturday afternoon I would read to one person, working my way around each room. Most of the old ladies enjoyed hearing me read from Charlotte’s Web and so did some of the old men. Mr. Kneely was the only old man who only wanted to look at the National Geographic’s; he wouldn’t let me read them to him. I made a lot of friends at the old folk’s home; I keep going every Saturday even though I didn’t have to. The old folks seem to enjoy listening to me read, now I have a whole group that sits and listens. They already have the next book picked out, The Secret Garden.
I had to participate in the newspaper recycling event and bring in the most newspapers. I enlisted Fred, he didn’t seem to have much to do, and I could use his wagon and muscle power. I also had to beautify a public space, so I cleaned up trash in the town square. I served pancakes at the Rotary Annual Pancake Breakfast, I collected and redeemed empty glass bottles; giving the money to the orphans, I helped some little kid get her cat out of a tree. My list was pretty long, and I don’t want to be a bore or stuck-up like Meg, so let’s just say I completed everything on my list.
Yesterday I was crowned the Queen for the 4th of July Parade. I had to stand at the podium in the center of the town square. My mother and father in the front of the crowd, the school band playing behind me, the golden scepter was placed in my hand and the sparkling crown placed on my head. I looked over at my mother; she had a little tear running down her cheek, my dad, had his newspaper under his arm and his face was beaming. They had told me earlier they were proud of me, mom making sure to tell me again, that no matter what she still loved me and I didn’t need to be the Queen of the 4th of July Parade to earn that love. I gave her a big hug and butterfly kiss for that!
So that is how I came to be the first person in my family to be Queen of the 4th of July Parade.
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I had to participate in the newspaper recycling event and bring in the most newspapers. I enlisted Fred, he didn’t seem to have much to do, and I could use his wagon and muscle power. I also had to beautify a public space, so I cleaned up trash in the town square. I served pancakes at the Rotary Annual Pancake Breakfast, I collected and redeemed empty glass bottles; giving the money to the orphans, I helped some little kid get her cat out of a tree. My list was pretty long, and I don’t want to be a bore or stuck-up like Meg, so let’s just say I completed everything on my list.
Yesterday I was crowned the Queen for the 4th of July Parade. I had to stand at the podium in the center of the town square. My mother and father in the front of the crowd, the school band playing behind me, the golden scepter was placed in my hand and the sparkling crown placed on my head. I looked over at my mother; she had a little tear running down her cheek, my dad, had his newspaper under his arm and his face was beaming. They had told me earlier they were proud of me, mom making sure to tell me again, that no matter what she still loved me and I didn’t need to be the Queen of the 4th of July Parade to earn that love. I gave her a big hug and butterfly kiss for that!
So that is how I came to be the first person in my family to be Queen of the 4th of July Parade.
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Publication Date: 03-26-2010
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