Post by Kegs on Jun 10, 2005 15:08:46 GMT -5
RETIREMENT IN A TRAILER PARK THROUGH THE EYES OF A CHILD
After spring break, a teacher asked her young pupils how they spent the
holidays. One child wrote the following:
We always used to spend the holidays with Grandma and Grandpa. They used to
live here in a big brick house but Grandpa got retarded and they moved to
Florida. 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 sitting 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 do get out bring food back to the wrecked center and call it
pot luck.
My Grandma says Grandpa's worked all his life to be retarded and says I
should work hard so I can be retarded someday 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.
After spring break, a teacher asked her young pupils how they spent the
holidays. One child wrote the following:
We always used to spend the holidays with Grandma and Grandpa. They used to
live here in a big brick house but Grandpa got retarded and they moved to
Florida. 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 sitting 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 do get out bring food back to the wrecked center and call it
pot luck.
My Grandma says Grandpa's worked all his life to be retarded and says I
should work hard so I can be retarded someday 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.
You mean we're not already??