"K"

Kory.

I know you must be wondering what kind of word that is, well... it isn't, haha. But here is the scoop:

I was about 4 years old when I had gotten a ball. That was the greatest thing to me, I loved it. There was one big concern however, I was afraid I would loose it. Now how could I make sure to get it back in case I did? Simple, write my name on it.

I found a pen and made sure to write my name on the ball in huge letters. That way it couldn't be overlooked. It took me quite a while and when I was finally done, I went to show my mom, who was outside talking to the neighbor-lady.

Proud as I was, I showed them my prize-possession. Confusion set in as they both started laughing. My mom had taught me how to read and write a little. I had no clue at that point yet how to spell my own name and instead of Corry, I had written Kory. Can you imagine my disappointment??? :-)