8/15/2008
I am keeping a journal. I am keeping my journal with my hand! How wonderful! I am keeping this journal now, in spite of that I am a lobster!
I am proud that I can read. I like to read books. I especially like Town Musicians of Bremen. Four animals attack the humans! First, they seemed weak and feeble and timid. Because, The old donkey was treated with cruelty in spite of he had worked for humans. The old dog came close to be killed by a human who was his keeper. The old cat lady came close to be drowned by her human keeper in a river. And what then? The three old animals ran away from humans. Did not they know the power of them? The donkey can kick, the dog can bite, the cat can tear! Moreover, they didn't have any vision. Only the donkey had a mind to be a guitarist, but the other were at a loss to. The rooster was not the same as them, he was fated to be cut off his head that night, therefore he sung loudly as got torn his throat before that he will be stewed. To be honest, I thought him so hot, but it is not the way for lobsters to go against. Finally, they created their own future, I was satisfied.
When I talked about Town Musicians of Bremen, Doc said me "You have good taste". I was happy! And amazing, Doc manufactured an artificial hand for me! Just in time, my right claw had broken off, it fit me very well. The lucky present has five fingers, and I can have various tools such as a pen, a book, and a dictionary!
Yes, I have a dictionary. This is also that Doc presented me. He gave me this notebook with the dictionary, and suggested to me that I should be keep a journal. Perhaps...Only possibly, but...Can I act as a secretary in future? Doc may look forward to that I learn to write and act? May he receive!
But how heavy is this? That's heavier more than I thought. I mean not only the dictionary but this artificial hand also heavy! I feel a pain in the right arm what support the heavy artificial hand. And I underrated the difficulty of writing. I can read, and I can speak, but there doesn't mean I can write. I didn't know. Why does spelling such complicate? And why does the letters of the dictionary such small? OK, but I am a tough lobster, I will never give up!
Oh, it's late. I was very glad that I can write, I stay up late at night against my better judgment.
Good night, my hand. Good night, my notebook. Good night, my dictionary. Good night, Doc and everyone. I'm happy.
