My name is Kenlove Taus. Today is my birthday.
What a place to have a birthday. This morning I walked to the museum. I love the museum. The museum published my poems in a magazine. To my amazement, when I went to school or walk down the street people congratulated me on my poetry.
The museum helped me to develop my poetry and my writing skills. Today, when I told everyone it was my birthday they went to the bakery and bought breakfast rolls and everyone sat in the front of the museum. The staff wanted me to write a poem right then. I asked for paper, composed a few lines of verse, and read them to everyone.
Everyone clapped. I told the director that this was not a party.
But it is the only party I will get today.