Ch. 3-
Master Splinter: Memories and present day about his precious son,
Michelangelo.
My son.
I loved and care deeply for each of my sons.
Leonardo, leads.
Raphael, the fighter.
Donatello, the brains.
And, Michelangelo.
Every since Michelangelo was a child.
Unlike other infants, Miwa cried alot.
But Michelangelo did not.
He looked at me and give me the biggest smile, and his light blue shined as my brown ones met.
I smiled at him which he clapped his little hands in joy.
Michelangelo also have a big heart to helped others before him.
Ever since, he was two or six years old.
He hated when his brothers cried and make sure every day they smiled.
Michelangelo is a blessing.
He reminds me of Miwa, when she was about year old. He have her purity and smile.
He has innocent, light and a big heart that make everyone even me to see how big his light in the tunnel is.
All of my sons has gifts and weakness.
As, their father and sensei it is my job to make sure they overcome it.
Michelangelo has a gift.
His energy and raw talent make up for it.
I believed that he can do it.
He wants see the world that even when you make mistakes,
you laughed and laughed.
Until your pain fly away.
Michelangelo is truly wise beyond his years.
I'm proud and highly favored that he is my son.