Retarded Grandparents"
(Retirement in the eyes of a child) After Christmas a teacher asked her
young
pupils how they spent their holiday away from
school.
One child wrote the following: We always
used to spend the holidays with Grandma and
Grandpa. They used to live in a big brick house, but
Grandpa got retarded and they moved to Arizona.
Now they live in a condo and have rocks
painted green to look like grass. They ride around
on their golf cart and wear name tags because they
don't know who they are anymore.

They go to a building called a wrecked
center, but they must have got it fixed because it is
all okay now. They play games and do exercises
there, but they don't do them very well. There is a
swimming pool too, but they all jump in with their
hats on while they talk to each other. I guess they
don't know how to swim.

At their gate, there is a dollhouse with a
little old man sitting in it. He watches all day so nobody
can escape. Sometimes they sneak out. They go cruising
in their golf carts.

Nobody there cooks, they just eat out. And,
they eat the same thing every night------early
birds.

Some of the people can't get out past the
man in the dollhouse. The ones who do get out, bring
food back to the wrecked center and call it pot
luck.

My Grandma says that Grandpa worked all his
life to earn his retardment and says I should
work hard so I can be retarded someday too. When I
earn my retardment, I want to be the man in the
dollhouse. Then I will let people out so they can
visit their grandchildren!!!










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