Ya’ll last week this little gem came home in Eli’s backpack. It’s still a little unclear as to what the writing prompt actually was, but I sure did get a good laugh. Only a little boy could come up with this kind of story. I just hope that I wasn’t the inspiration with my food consumption habits.
In case you can’t see it: Wons upon a time their wus a fat guy named bob he ate alot of donuts and weighed 10,000 pounds. And he was eating a big big ginormes 500 pound cake. When he ate all of it he so fat he explodtid and all of the food flyed everywhere and at peppel ran/ He was back to life aet sum mmor. He exploted ougin. He went to the hospital hospitel to put it back to gather and he was fine but he went to this con test and he said let me do it please please and he got in the contest and won and ofter words he exploded the ind.
Translation: Once upon a time there was a fat guy named Bob. He ate a lot of donuts and weighed 10,000 pounds, and he was eating a big, big, ginormous 500 pound cake. When he ate all of it, he got so fat he exploded. All of the food flew everywhere and people ran. He was back to life and ate some more. He exploded again. He went to the hospital to put it back together, and he was fine. But he went to this contest and he said, “Let me do it. Please, please.” And he got in the contest and won, and after words, he exploded. The End.
And for the record, if I ever eat so much that I explode, please do not put the fat back in. Haha!
Now, should I be proud of his use of adjectives and descriptive language or should I be concerned that he might have serial killer tendencies…Bless it! And for the record, he gets his spelling abilities from me, which is why I translated it so easily!
Just kidding…he spells way better than I do.