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The story of my grandpa
P.S this is made up
On the 31st of August 1937 my grandpa was thinking about playing for the golden oldies and i thought he should give it a go so the next day i took him outside and asked if he could pass a ball so he picked up the ball and tried to pass me the ball but he just threw the ball directly at my face so my only four words were you need some training.So for the next few weeks me and my grandpa were training 5 hours a day 4 times a week and grandpa had learnt...NOTHING absolutely NOTHING and it was probably because the first thing I tried to teach him was running with the ball and he could hardly stand up.So I said to him maybe the golden oldies is not good for you and just as I said that i had a idea that we could teach him the basics first and that will be all he needs to do and so we carried on training until he was ready to trial and be the best of the grandpas and show them how it's done.Monday the 17th of august 1937 hey grandpa have you learned anything I think so is this a move what grandpa showed me was a backflip but when he did the back flip he landed on his neck CRACK SNAP.At the hospital 1937
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