Autobiography Of a Park Bench I Story By Arjun, 7, Kolkata
Arjun writes a creative autobiography of a park bench describing a day in it’s life
Autobiography Of a Park Bench
I am a happy park bench. I was born in a carpenter’s house. A fat carpenter, John built me. I am made of sandalwood. I was covered with plastic and brought to the park in a big, blue truck.
My day begins at dawn when the park gate opens. All day long, I sit in my place and eat the apples that have fallen on me. Old people always rest their feet on me. Young people talk about swimming lessons and basketball. My companions are the apple tree, the grass, two ants and a snail. I do not feel lonely. I sleep in the night under the stars.
Now I am a part of a building park and I am very happy about it.
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