Here is Chuckles's story.


March 3rd 1945

Hello. My name is Chuckles. I am a clown. This is my story.

I was a simple clown toy, on sale at the circus gift shop. I wondered when a kid would buy me and take me home. I went a few days. Nothing happened. Nobody even looked at me. Still I waited patiently. Then one day, my dream of being adopted came true.

A little blonde purchased me and took.

I felt so lucky and happy.