Once upon a time God let little girls and boys leave heaven to go down to a place called Earth. On Earth these little girls and boys were given a family and bodies..... and a box of crayola crayons. As these little children grew from infants to toddlers, they didn't use their crayons as much on paper, but they used them in their mind. After the age of 4 those crayons began to loose the pointy tip and become those stubs nobody cares about because you can't go into much detail on your drawing, but a 4 year old doesn't give a crap, they murder those crayons and bite them and throw them, and honestly they use them to the crayons fullest extent. Over time those crayons are discarded, or taken away, or stolen. When those little kids grow up their teachers and coaches and parents slowly take away those crayons. Some kids see other kids use their crayons in a cool way, so they give their crayons to kids who "make better drawings". In junior high crayons are reduced very dramatically and by the time kids are in high school most are only remaining with a couple at most. At Lone Peak teachers like Mr. Nordic, Coach Lewis, Mr. Farr, Mr. Birrell love to take away our crayons and leave many kids empty handed going into the real world. But thankfully we have teachers like Mr. Nelson who give us more crayons than we could possibly dream of, we all are in deep debt for this great man for giving back our creativity and imagination with crayola crayons.
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