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On Christmas, when Uncle Charlie gave me my
gift, it was not what I asked for. He must’ve
walked into the toy store and picked up the first
thing he saw that had the word “Barbie”
on it.
So if you ever see a picture of me where I’m
holding a Beach Fun Barbie, now at least you
know the whole story.
Dad wasn’t real happy when he saw what Uncle
Charlie got me. He told me to either throw it
out or give it away to charity.
