This is my report about the best day I had last weekend with my dad and my Uncle Tom. Uncle Tom isn’t really my uncle. He’s Dad’s best friend from when they were kids, but he calls himself my “funcle” (fun + uncle). He’s weird but awesome.
By Sheila Robins, Age 11 September 63rd (Just kidding – it’s really October 12th) a day with dad and uncle tom by sheila robins 11yo 63
After a few hours of hiking, we arrived at a beautiful picnic spot, overlooking a sparkling lake. We spread out a blanket and unpacked the sandwiches, fruit, and cookies that my mom had prepared for us. As we ate, my dad and Uncle Tom told me stories about their own childhoods, about the pranks they used to play on each other, and the adventures they had as young men. I listened, entranced, feeling like I was getting a glimpse into a different era. This is my report about the best day