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Fried Chicken

July 10, 2011

Our teacher asked us what our favorite animal was, and I said, “Fried

chicken.”

She said I wasn’t funny, but she couldn’t have been right, because

everyone else in the class laughed.

My parents told me to always be truthful and honest, and I am. Fried

chicken is my favorite animal. I told my dad what happened, and he said

my teacher was probably a member of PETA. He said they love animals

very much.

I do, too. Especially chicken, pork and beef. Anyway, my teacher sent

me to the principal’s office. I told him what happened, and he laughed,

too. Then he told me not to do it again.

The next day in class my teacher asked me what my favorite live animal

was. I told her it was chicken. She asked me why, just like she’d asked

the other children. So I told her it was because you could make them

into fried chicken.

She sent me back to the principal’s office again. He laughed, and told

me not to do it again. I don’t understand. My parents taught me to be

honest, but my teacher doesn’t like it when I am.

Today, my teacher asked us to tell her what famous person we admire

most.

I told her, “Colonel Sanders.”

The principal is making me write this, even though he laughed again.

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