The Stalking Birthday Tape

Sara

   Well, today I turned eleven and I don’t feel any older.  This isn’t strange because all a birthday is is just an exact date that makes you exactly eleven, not 10 and 364/365.  I didn’t really get anything for my birthday that was wrapped up in fancy paper.  My first gift was waking up at 6:30 so that we would be ready for a tour at 7:30.  I guess that isn’t so bad because that’s the time I’m usually awake by.  I got a “Happy Birthday” from Mum and Dad.  Nothing from Sean because he was too busy sleeping. 

   After breakfast we met the guide and off we went to the van.  As soon as I get in I see the Stalking Birthday Tape!! Ahhh!!!  The Stalking Birthday Tape says “Happy Birthday   Happy Birthday”  The “I” is a birthday candle.  So I got mad at Mum because I didn’t like the birthday tape. 

   I thought the Stalking Birthday Tape was gone until we went to the restaurant for supper.  On the table, straight down the middle, was the Stalking Birthday Tape!!!  Ahhh!!!  And then the waiter dude came and put a candle on the table.  Mum…..  After that everything was okay.  That is, until the waiter dude came with a cake that had a candle on it next a plastic hippo.  OH NO!!!  That’s OUR plastic hippo!  Mum…  Putting a plastic hippo on a doughnut or a small piece of cake at home and then singing “I want a hippopotamus for Christmas”  has been a family tradition for three years.  And the cake was GOOD!!!

   In case you were wondering, the Stalking Birthday Tape is currently hanging above my bed.  Dad…..

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