Monkey writes a story
My five-year old, Monkey, wrote a fairy tale for his Pre-K class last week and it was so cool that I just had to share it with you. First, I have to get permission.
Me: Hey, Monkey, is it ok if I put your story on my blog so everyone can enjoy it? Monkey: Yeah!
Ok, done.
A-stick’s Castle
Once upon a time, there was a unicorn. The unicorn lived in a beautiful castle, made of wood and bricks. He lived there with a king and queen and they were very nice. They fed him hay and apples and bananas and milk so he would have energy to fly. He was a unicorn with wings. Some unicorns don’t have wings to fly.
His name was A-stick. The king, named Monkey, and queen, named Pumpkin, built a tower out of bricks. Inside the tower, they had a dining room table and chairs. It was a dining room for the unicorn, and they let the unicorn eat inside the dining room in the tower. The king and queen ate in the dining room in the castle.
And they lived happily ever after. The end.
