i like your post. and i live in the U.S but..i like mexian people. (but one little problem) they don't like other americans (im not trying but sometimes they don't like them) so...i like mexican and i love there clothes (someties they have to much)
let me tell you a story
once along time ago there lived a boy named cheesy (he was a american boy) he loved mexican people but...when this mexican guy came and talked to him this is what happened.
cheesy- hello sir, how are today?
guy- I..
cheesy- yes sir?
guy-I..
cheesy- um..sir are you alright?
guy- yes i am! and...i hate you!
cheesy- what!?!.. why? i didn't do anything im just a kid. why would you hate me? oh ya..mexican people love children and how do you know that im a bad person?
guy- wait...so you know that i mean..
cheesy- woah woah woah! your a mean mexican! i did not know such a thing..?
guy-you half to hide me the cops are after me. i did something wrong (cries)
cheesy- hm...what did you do sir..?
guy-i stole gold (cries)
cheesy-wow.. thats a wrong thing to do sir..i mean i could help but i don't know how...sorry.
(judge comes to see the man)
judge- hello sir., do you reclaim that your a good man?
guy- um.. i..
cheesy- he is a good man. he reclaimed that he is sorry for what he had done. and hes sorry for stealing gold from the house of hauted that really i didn't know that there was gold..but he reclaims that hes a good man he talked to me and said sorry.
(a crowd from the judges people)
hm...i say this boy is right sir..
judge- ok ok! he can go away from the judge and go see his family.
guy- i don't have a family i have a brother and sister we live in a box by the waters.
judge- hm...here have some gold and silver this might make you not poor anymore.
guy- thankyou! thankyou!
judge- your welcome ;)
(The End) |