Wednesday, January 30, 2008

My Friend Eric

I met my best friend Eric for the first time in forth grade. That’s when he started to make funny jokes. He told me when he was petting his dog for a while then his dog went away for a minute. Then came back and farted in his face. He didn’t get mad but he laughed at her. Then I started cracking up like I didn’t laugh before. These are the things Eric likes; girls of course that’s what boys like, likes to make up some funny jokes, likes to tell them out loud to his friends, likes his family and supports them too. Eric hates violence because all it does you’ll get in trouble a lot then you’ll have pay some time or community work and pay a fine.
He hates drugs because what do drugs do! When people have nothing to do they do drugs, just to have fun and get high.
Eric hates to getting into trouble because if he get in trouble then he’ll get grounded and loose some privliges and some of his belongings.
Eric is friendly to people because this one time he gave a poor man some money to eat. Eric is caring because he takes care of his stuff like; pets, his belongings, his family, and friends. He told me he took care of a lost baby bird and took it in until it was ready to take care of itself. Eric and I like to be active like; playing basketball at Kilbuck School just shoot for fun. Playing broad games like mostly chess, checkers, and battleship at my house or sometimes at the library. Swimming by Joe low Mack building, that’s where most everyone swims. This one time Eric, Michael and I went swimming across the river but Eric got too scared and went back. Playing with animals, helping people with their chores, biking around town, skate boarding at pinky’s park, and telling jokes to friends. I would say Eric is smarter then me at math and I’m better at playing the drums then he is. Eric and I are creative at weird and cool mechanical stuff but their just ideas we made up which I don’t want to talk about. Eric is funnier then me at telling jokes but I try too. Even though I live in Mekoryuk and Eric lives in Bethel, we are still friends. We sometimes send e-mail to each other just to communicate and once in a while we talk on the phone. Even if Eric lives on the other side of the world we would be still friends

2 comments:

Jason said...

That's a good story about a friend.

Anonymous said...

Hey brother! I bet you miss hanging out with Eric! Angen! I like the description about him. How do you come up with all these crazy stories!? I'm kidding, I know you have a creative mind up in the head!