Today I pulled out my notebook to write something down. My niece said, “Oh how cute. Snoopy.”
I replied, “I love Charlie Brown and the gang.”
When I was a little girl, I use to think that I was related to Charlie Brown. You see, my last name was Brown. Charlie had the same last name as me. We had to be related. Beside, I had a dog and so did Charlie Brown. I always felt sorry for Charlie Brown. Why did Lucy always have to pick on him? Linus was such a true friend, and Snoopy was adventurous. I still love reading the Peanuts Comic strip.
Someone finally told me about a guy named Charles Shultz. They said that he had created the Peanut Comic Strip. I thought for a moment and then replied, “What does he have to do with Charlie Brown?” I really believed that Charlie Brown was a real person.
Charlie Brown and Snoopy grace my room as a special memory that lives on. I laugh remembering the innocence of my childhood.