After Christmas vacation, a teacher asked her small pupils to write an account of how they spent their holidays. One youngster wrote about a visit to his grandparents in a life-care community for retired folks:
“We always spend Christmas with Grandma and Grandpa,” he said. They used to live here in a big red house, but Grandpa got retarded and they moved to Florida.
“They live in a place with a lot of retarded people. They live in tin huts. They ride big three wheel tricycles. They go to a big building they call a wrecked hall but it is fixed now. They play games there and do exercises, but they dont do them very good. There is a swimming pool and they go to it and just stand there in the water with their hats on. I guess they dont know how to swim.
“My grandma used to bake cookies and stuff. But I guess she forgot how. Nobody cooks--they all go out to fast food restaurants.
“As you come into the park, there is a doll house with a man sitting in it. He watches all day, so they cant get out without him seeing them. They wear badges with their names on them. I guess they dont know who they are.
“My Grandpa and Grandma worked hard all their lives and earned their retardment. I wish they would move back home but I guess the man in the doll house wont let them out.”