A little girl was diligently pounding away on her father's word processor.
She told him she was writing a story. "What's it about?" he asked.
"I don't know," she replied. "I can't read."
A little girl was diligently pounding away on her father's word processor.
She told him she was writing a story. "What's it about?" he asked.
"I don't know," she replied. "I can't read."