I tried to email this out, but looks like my address book needs some renovating.

- A teacher asked her young pupils how they spent their spring vacation.


One child wrote the following:

We always spend our vacation with Grandma and Grandpa. They used to
live here in a big, brick house, but Grandpa got retarded and they moved
to Florida and now they live in a place with a lot of other retarded
people.


They live in a tin box and have rocks painted green to look like grass.
They ride around on big tricycles 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 right now. They play games and do exercises
there, but they don't do them very well.

There is a swimming pool too, but they all jump up and down in it with
their hats on. I guess they don't know how to swim.

At their gate there is a dollhouse with a little old man si! tting in it.
He watches all day so nobody can escape. Sometimes they sneak out. Then
they go cruising in their golf carts.


My grandma used to bake cookies and stuff, but I guess she forgot how.
Nobody there cooks, they just eat out. And they eat the same thing
every night: Early Birds.

Some of the people can't get past the man in the dollhouse to go out,
so the ones who get out bring food back to the wrecked center and call
it pot luck.

My Grandma says Grandpa worked all his life to earn his retardment and
says I should work hard so I can be retarded one day, too.

When I earn my retardment I want to be the man in the dollhouse. Then
I will let people out so they can visit their grandchildren.