Little Bobby came into the kitchen where his mother
was making dinner.
His birthday was coming up and he thought this was a
good time to tell
his mother what he wanted.
“Mom, I want a bike for my birthday.” Little Bobby was
a bit of a
troublemaker. He had gotten into trouble at school and
at home. Bobby’s
mother asked him if he thought he deserved to get a
bike for his
birthday. Little Bobby, of course, thought he did.
Bobby’s mother wanted Bobby to reflect on his behavior
over the last
year. “Go to your room, Bobby, and think about how you
have behaved this
year.
Then write a letter to God and tell him why you
deserve a bike for your
birthday.” Little Bobby stomped up the steps to his
room and sat down to
write God a letter.
Letter 1
Dear God,
I have been a very good boy this year and I would like
a bike for my
birthday. I want a red one.
Your friend,
Bobby
Bobby knew that this wasn’t true. He had not been a
very good boy this
year, so he tore up the letter and started over.
Letter 2
Dear God,
This is your friend Bobby. I have been a good boy this
year and I would
like a red bike for my birthday.
Thank you.
Your friend Bobby
Bobby knew that this wasn’t true either. So, he tore
up the letter and
started again.
Letter 3
Dear God,
I have been an “OK “boy this year. I still would
really like a bike for
my birthday.
Bobby
Bobby knew he could not send this letter to God
either. So, Bobby wrote
a fourth letter.
Letter 4
God,
I know I haven’t been a good boy this year. I am very
sorry. I will be a
good boy if you just send me a bike for my birthday.
Please!
Thank you,
Bobby
Bobby knew, even if it was true, this letter was not
going to get him a
bike.
Now, Bobby was very upset. He went downstairs and told
his mom that he
wanted to go to church. Bobby’s mother thought her
plan had worked, as
Bobby looked very sad. “Just be home in time for
dinner,” Bobby’s mother
told him.
Bobby walked down the street to the church on the
corner. Little Bobby
went into the church and up to the altar. He looked
around to see if
anyone was there. Bobby bent down and picked up a
statue of the Mary. He
slipped the statue under his shirt and ran out of the
church, down the
street, into the house, and up to his room. He shut
the door to his room
and sat down with a piece of paper and a pen. Bobby
began to write his
letter to God.
.
.
.
.
.
Letter 5
God,
I’VE KIDNAPPED YOUR MAMA. IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER
AGAIN, SEND THE
BIKE!!!!!!!!!!
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