(Voiced by 5 month old Jack-Evan, Typed by Mommy)
Once upon a time, I went to the fair.
I was immediately taken aback at how foreign everything looked.
This place is definitely very different from my home.
Since my mommy and daddy are now old,
they claim that they can’t ride the rides anymore.
I asked them if I could ride. They claimed I was too young.
How fair is that?
After they told me I couldn’t attend the concert either, they decided on lunch.
While everyone was having a late lunch…
…I took a late nap.
After lunch, it was time for us to explore.
I was amazed at how crowded it was.
I’ve heard some adults saying lately that they have no money.
For some reason, I find that hard to believe.
I decided to ask some cows about it.
They said adult humans are like that sometimes.
They’ll say one thing, yet their actions say something else.
The cows said they were glad they were not human.
I said I was glad I wasn’t a cow.
As we wandered past the petting zoo…
…I felt glad that I wasn’t any animal.
Over in the exhibit buildings, I got to see many new things…
At one point, mom handed me a weird object.
I wasn’t sure what she wanted me
to do with it until I saw the candy booth….
…and I realized I should use it to slap mommy’s tempted hand away!
We also passed these scary looking things called teeth whiteners.
I wasn’t really sure what teeth are, so I hid under my bag.
We also saw some milk for sale.
It reminded me of how silly adults are again.
Why would anyone pay for milk?
Later, mom took me out of my stroller.
I had the distinct feeling that everyone was staring at me,
although I wasn’t sure why.
As we journeyed through the ride section…
I was beyond speechless.
I had never seen such a gigantic wheel before!
I was afraid the giant wheel would roll on top of my mommy…
But PaPa assured me that everything was A-OK.
And it was. 
Especially when Daddy played a game….
…and won a teddy bear for me!
Finally, it was dinner time.
After polishing off a turkey leg…
I threw the bone to Daddy.
Then we went to the duck pond.
Dad seemed a bit more excited than I felt.
I was too worried about the poor, exploited ducks.
They reminded me so much of my own beloved duck back at home
that I wanted to scoop them all up and rescue them.
Not even a new teddy bear could ease my worries about how unfair it all seemed.
I asked mommy if we could take the ducks home.
She said her bathtub wasn’t big enough.
As we were leaving, though, she did promise me
that I’d get to see the ducks again next year.
I wanted to argue about how unfair the fair truly was,
but no words would come out.
I was just too exhausted.
Then, with visions of teddy bears, ducks,
and cotton candy dancing in my head….
I drifted off to sleep.
The End.
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Hello, Jack-Evan here with an urgent message.
Please go out tomorrow and rescue a duck. You can send them to me and I will hide them in my PaPa’s bathtub. I’m sure his is big enough and he lets me do anything I want.
Thanks.
(P.S. Do not tell mommy)
