Tuesday, July 21, 2009

 
On Tuesday July twenty first 2009th, I had got up from my bed at nine o:clock in the morning and I had walked over to sit in my wheelchair then I had wheeled in to my bath room to wash my self. After I had got all dress I had wheeled out to the kitchen and I had ate a bowl of oat meal and had a glass of orange juice and a cup of coffee. Then I had wheeled to my bed room to watch my television for a little bit. Then I walked around the house with a staff person name Sara and holding on to my four prong cane too. After I had church with Saint Theresa"s I had rode to Danver"s to a building called the Sovnor center to talk to a lady named Marridith. We talked about my ccamp expearients up in Lincon Vermont that one week to June twenty eightth to July sixth 2009th, and I talked about almost drowning in lake Champlain and when I caughed up all of the water that was in my lung. I talked to Marridith about when I were in the parade on the Fourth of July 2009th, up in Lincon Vermont too. And how every year on the fourth of July the in always a great big parade. Like alot of people would come out of their houses to watch the parade going up the middle of the street and have picnic on their lawns and some peoples would watch the parade on their sun decks and some peoples would just watch the parade at the end of their lawns. I could remember it was like that at Martha"s Vinyard too all of the people would have a great big parade down there too. Two days later it was Monday July sixth and then my sister had drove all the way to Lincon Vermontt to my camp and drive me back to North Reading to the McLaughlin house. Because me and all of the risidents rode to a baseball game at Fenway park in Boston on Wednesday July eightth, aand some rode in a big white stretch limo including me and eight people. But those people that have a hard time transfering from the electic wheelchairs had to ride to Fenway park on a van. Later a driver came to push me out to his van at the Sover center building in Danvers and drove me to my house in North Reading called the McLaughlin house. When I had got to my house my driver had drove me in to my house and later I had ate my lunch then I had wheeled to my bed room to watch my television a little bit. A few hours had past until it was eleven at night so I had went to my bed to sleep.
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