Later, as we were eating the pie at home, I was reminded of a slip of paper I found a few months ago. I was digging in some old scrapping stuff my mother had and I found a poem I had written in 4th or 5th grade. I was surprised that my mother had kept this little poem of mine for so many years, and had stowed it away with photos and other memories. I was surprised she had kept it...but not really because, you see, my mother always knew I would one day be a writer.
The Banana Cream Pie, by Jill
(4th or 5th grade Jill)
I'm sorry I threw the pie in your face,
With bananas and cream all over the place.
With cream in your eyes and cream in your hair,
With cream in your nose you looked like a bear.
The bananas and cream looked so tempting to me
and that is why I threw the pie, you see.
If you want to, I am the one to blame.
All I was doing was playing a game.
With everyone laughing and rolling around,
It was extremely funny, is one thing I found.
I won't do it again for all the world's money,
But then, you did kind of look quite funny.