Wednesday, October 20, 2004

AARONS STORY

Once there was a boy called Aaron and the rest of his family had died in a car crash.
All the stuff was his. So he learnt to drive the car but he crashed into the letterbox twice.
And there was a motor bike for him too and he knew how to drive it. He used his mum’s and dad’s money to buy food. He was about 15.
When his mum and dad and family died he stopped school and got a job to get money to buy food to
eat. Then one day he met Mason. He worked with him in the garbage run.
And he lived very happily.
THE END

Monday, October 11, 2004

About ME

My name is Aaron and we live in MATAU out of New Plymouth in New Zealand. We have a farm and it is 200 acres. I was born in Australia and moved to NZ when I was about three. Now I am eight but I will be nine in two days.