"Grandpa, Grandma!", said Arnold as he burst into the boarding house. "What is it, short man?", grandpa replies. "I found a map, I think it might be a map of San Lorenzo!" "Lets take a look at this... uh.. hm.. Oh my goodness, you are right!" yells grandpa in excitement. "Happy Hanukkah!", says grandma holding a candelabra. "Pookie, we found a map to San Lorenzo!" "Lets go on an adventure!" says grandma dropping the candles. "How will we get there?" says Arnold. "I don't know short man, but we will figure something out." Arnold goes to sleep, thinking about the fact of his parents still being alive, or if they are in the heavens. Arnold dreams of all the things he and his parents did when he was a baby. Everything goes white, and he sees his mom and dad. "Arnold...Arnold..." a voice echos. "Hey Arnold Hey Arnold Hey Arnold" says the alarm clock as he jolts out of bed. He looks at the time, 8:45 AM. "Oh no, I'm late for school!" Arnold quickly changes clothes and puts on his shoes. He runs downstairs, grabs an apple and runs out the door. "Bye Grandpa, Bye Grandma!" he says as he closes the door. Arnold makes it to school, gasping for air as he runs into Mr. Simmons class. "Yo man, what's up with you?" says Gerald. "I found a map, it might tell me where my parents went to!" "That's awesome!" Arnold feels something hit the back of his head. He turns around and sees helga with a straw pointed right at him. "What are you staring at, Football Head?" Arnold turns around and just ignores it. "Alright class, today we will be studying the wonderful world of Long Division! "Awwwwww" says the class in unison. "So, how will you get to your parents?" says Gerald. "I don't know yet, but I'm sure something will come to mind." The bell rings, and Arnold leaves the school, wondering, how will he get there? He kicks a flyer on the floor, and sees that it is a contest, prize being a free trip to anywhere in the world. The contest was for the best reason to have the trip. Arnold walks over to the address the contest was, and submitted his reason. He walked home that day, wondering again what would happen if he finds his parents? Will they be the parents he dreamed of? Arnold walks up the stoop to the house. "Hey there short man, how was your day?" "Good, I think I found a way to San Lorenzo." Grandpa then spits the water he was drinking. "Well, what is it?" "It is a trip to anywhere in the world, all you have to do is submit the best reason they should have the trip." "That's wonderful Arnold, want some pork chops?" "No thanks grandpa, I think ill just go to bed." "Okay short man." The next day, as Arnold leaves the boarding house for school, the mailman passes by. "Hey Arnold, here is a letter for you." "Oh, thanks!" Arnold tears open the letter, and sees the solution to his problem.