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DO READ........... J


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 Virgin 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! J