George's Diary

One day I took my soft toy
George the Monkey
on a trip to my grandparent's house.
I brought him everywhere I went
except the bath.
I brought him to the computer,
to the living room,
to Manly
and, of course, to bed.
I had a great time,
and he did too.

At the end of the trip, my grandma gave me
George's diary.
A book in red leather covers,
showing the events of the trip
from George's perspective.

It was a slim-lined book,
with a red leather cover.
I was instantly taken with it.
I even added my own illustrations.
Illustrations of the bus,
the ferry,
and Manly beach.

I loved that diary,
and I still love it.
It was funny and loving.
Whenever I think of that diary,
I think of that trip to my grandma and grandpa.