Little Jerry came into the kitchen where his mother was making dinner. His birthday was coming up and he thought this was a good time to tell his mother what he wanted:
"Mum, I want a bike for my birthday."
Little Jerry was a bit of a troublemaker. He had gotten into trouble at school and at home. Jerry's mother asked him if he thought he deserved to get a bike for his birthday. Little Jerry, of course, thought he did.
Jerry's mother, being a Christian woman, wanted him to reflect on his behaviour over the last year, and write a letter to Jesus, and tell him why he deserved a bike for his birthday.
Little Jerry stomped up the steps to his room and sat down to write Jesus a letter.
Dear Jesus,
I have been a very good boy this year and I would like a bike for my birthday. I want a red one.
Your friend, Jerry.
Jerry knew this wasn't true. He had not been a very good boy this year, so he tore up he letter and started over.
Dear Jesus,
This is your friend Jerry. I have been a pretty good boy this year, and I would like a red bike for my birthday.
Thank you,
Jerry.
Jerry knew this wasn't true either. He tore up the letter and started again.
Dear Jesus,
I have been an OK boy this year and I would really like a red bike for my birthday.
Your friend,
Jerry.
Jerry knew he could not send this letter to Jesus either. Jerry was very upset. He went downstairs and told his mother he wanted to go to church. Jerry's mother thought her plan had worked because Jerry looked very sad. "Just be home in time for dinner," his mother said.
Jerry walked down the street to the church and up to the altar. He looked around to see if anyone was there. He picked up a statue of the Virgin Mary, He slipped it under his shirt and ran out of the church, down the street, into his house, and up to his room. He shut the door to his room and sat down with a piece of paper and a pen.
Jerry began to write his letter to Jesus.
I'VE GOT YOUR MUM.
IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN,
SEND THE BIKE. :mail:
