Disguise A Turkey
Hi! My name is Ross. Are you a hunter? Good! I was woried for a second! My fake name is fred. Do you want to know what my real name is? Well, that's for me to know and you NOT to find out! HA HA HA HA!!! Well I guess you want to know why I am dressed as Ross Perot...right? Well it all started on Wednesday, November 13th when I made friends with Sophia Ann William's. Well, her school was having a "Disguise A Turkey" contest and she thought that a REAL turkey would be turkey with stuffing, cranberry sauce, corn and everything else!!!!! I let her take me home and dress me up as Ross Perot. First, she cut out an ear shaped paper and colored them orange. Next, she cut out a wig of paper and colored it black. After that she slipped on an extra small gray shirt on me. Put a cape on and carried me to school. She said she would not let the teacher staple me up, instead I sat on the table. While I was sitting on the table she said she was going to take a picture of me.(what ever that meant) All of a sudden a loud click could be heard and flash. Man was that bright!!(pretty stars go around my head, woo) I sat as still as could be through the judging, because if they found out I would surely get the plate. Good thing I had to stay at school until after Thanksgiving. After Thanksgiving she took me home and said good bye and let me free. She gave me the picture of me and her in my costume.
Since it is Thanksgiving, I tried to hide myself. I disguised myself as a businessman who drives a van to work. He has tons of suits to wear to work. I like Christmas better than Thanksgiving. I get presents on Christmas not at Thanksgiving. On Thanksgiving all I get is stress!
The way I would hide a turkey from a hunter is to dress him up in skateboard clothes and put him on a skateboard. He could get away fast on a skateboard. He has plenty of disquises so that the hunters cannot find him. He will stay with me until Thanksgiving is over and live in my closet. I know that if my Mom and Dad find me taking food back to my room it will not be very fun for me or the turkey. I have to figure out some more places to hide him. I would be able to hide him in my shed, but if my Dad had to get the hose and he found the turkey he would faint. I would have to wse the hose on him so he would wake up. He would wonder what a turkey was doing in the shed at Thanksgiving. I would tell him he was hiding from the hunters. I had a very good time playing with my tukey. My Mom wondered what turkey we would have for Thanksgiving. I said not my turkey! He is my pet so you cannot eat him. We don't have to have any turkey for Thanksgiving you know, besides it would be fun not to have a turkey for once. The Thanksgiving dinner was fun, but I had to let my turkey go afterwards. It was fun while it lasted.