Little Carol

Little Carol came into the kitchen where her mother was making dinner.
>
> Her birthday was coming up and she thought this was a good time to tell
> her mother what she wanted. "Mom, I want a bike for my birthday."
>
> Now, Little Carol was a bit of a troublemaker. She had gotten into trouble
> at school and at home. Carol's mother asked her if she thought she
> deserved
> to get a bike for her birthday. Little Carol, of course, thought she did.
> Carol's mother, being a Christian woman, wanted her to reflect on her
> behavior over the last year, and write a letter to God and tell him why
> she > deserved a bike for her birthday. Little Carol stomped up the steps to her
> room and sat down to write God a letter.
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> LETTER 1:
>
> Dear God:
>
> I have been a very good girl this year and I would like a bike for my
> birthday. I want a red one.
>& lt; BR>> Your friend,
> Carol
>>
> Carol knew this wasn't true. She had not been a very good girl this year,
> so  she tore up the letter and started over.
>>
> LETTER 2:
>>
> Dear God:
>
> This is your friend Carol. I have been a pretty good girl this year and I
> would like a red bike for my birthday.
>
> Thank You,
> Carol
>>
> Carol knew this wasn't true either. She tore up the letter and started
> again.
>
> LETTER 3:
> Dear God:
>
> I know I haven't been a good girl this year. I am very sorry. I will be a
> good girl if you just send me a red bike for my birthday.
>
> Thank you,
> Carol
>>
> Carol knew, even if it was true, this letter was not going to get her a
> bike. By now, she was very upset. She went downstairs and told her mother
> she wanted to go to church. Carol' s mothe r thought her plan had worked
> because Carol looked very sad.
> "Just be home in time for dinner," her mother said.
> Carol walked down the street to the church and up to the altar. She looked
> around to see if anyone was there. She picked up a statue of the Virgin
> Mary, slipped it under her jacket and ran out of the church, down the
> street, into her house, and up to her room. She shut the door and sat down
> and wrote her letter to God.
>
> LETTER 4:
>
> I GOT YOUR MAMA. IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN, SEND THE BIKE.
>
> Signed,
>
> YOU KNOW WHO