Another tiring day at school again… anyway
it was still fun! Do you want to know why it was fun? Yes you do!!! Anyway it
started like this… Class 3 did a trial about the Prodigal son. The Prodigal son
is about this youngest son that asks his father if he can have the share that
he would own when his father dies. His father agrees and the youngest son sets
out to explore the world, the oldest son became really jealous. Instead of
exploring the world, the youngest son gambles and parties all night long. Once
he lost all of his money, he works for a farmer, feeding pigs but since he
didn’t have any money left, he had to eat the pig’s dinner. He came home one
day wearing rags for clothing. He told his father that he wanted to be paid by
him as a servant but the father ignored him and asked all the servants to get
the finest robes on him. The oldest son was furious and jealous because he has
been working all day at the farm but never had a party from his father. In the trial, I was the Prodigal son, it
wasn’t that bad, at least I didn’t go to jail. NOT!!! I actually did, that was
an unfair choice by the jury. I said sorry to my father and I wanted to work
for him as a servant but me and my father ended up in jail for 3 years for not
loving unconditionally! But my “brother” didn’t end up in jail with us when he
is the one that refused to go to the party and that he is the one that is so
jealous of me because I had a party hosted by my father.
