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 Papa's Crazy Mustache

       My papa has the craziest mustache on his 

face.When he comes to visit his mustache is different 

every time.When papa gives me a hug and a kiss the 

mustache tickles my cheek.On my birthday papa came 

to visit.His mustache was very small.I think papa looks 

really handsome with his little mustache.

    Papa came to visit me in the Fall.I was so surprised 

when I see his mustache.It had grown bigger with a 

lot more hair.He wore a big brown hat.Papa told me he 

was going on a trip to Africa. 

     I hope papa is careful with his big mustache.The 

flies in the jungle can hide under all that hair.I think 

he will be just fine.I hope he has lots of fun with all 

the big animals.

   Two weeks had passed.It was time to go and pick 

papa up at the airport.I looked at all the people get off 

the plane.I could not see papa at all.I had wondered if 

he got lost in the jungle. I began to return to our car.I 

heard a familiar voice call out to me from behind.

     'Hello my dear boy.It's me Papa'

     I hardly recognized my papa.His mustache had 

grown really big.I ran to him and gave him a big, big 

hug. 

     Papa travelled around the world.He made lots of 

friends and learned lots of new things.Each time he 

would bring me back something from each place.Papa 

would tell me about each item.I love everything he has 

given me. Christmas time papa visited France and 

stayed with relatives.I missed papa during Christmas 

but soon he was to arrive home on a big airplane.

    I looked as the people got off the plane.I think I 

saw papa but I was not too sure it was him.

     'Oh yes! It was papa.I was surprised at first when I 

saw him.I should have known he would look different 

and he was.His mustache was very thin and very long.I 

liked how it looked but I miss my papa's little 

mustache.

     Papa took off his cap and placed it on my head.It 

was too big for me but I loved all his gifts big or 

small.Papa hugged me and placed a kiss on my 

cheek.This time the kiss was did not tickle my cheek.

     I asked papa how did he get the mustache to grow 

so long and curl at the ends.I touched the mustache 

and it felt very stiff.Papa would tell me how he grew 

his mustache the next day.He was very tired from the 

flight.

     I agreed to wait until tomorrow.On the way home 

papa fell asleep in the car.I watched him snore.The 

mustached moved up and down as he breathed in and 

out.I giggled because it was really funny looking.'Good 

night papa.I love you' I whispered quietly as not to 

wake him up.

      Papa called me on the phone and asked if he could 

come over and spend some fun time with me.I jumped 

for joy.My papa tells lots of great stories.I got dressed 

and waited by the front door.I could hear the doorbell 

ring.It was papa.

     'Hello my little man' papa spoke in an excited voice.

     'I missed you a great deal while I was away visiting 

France' papa said.

      'Someday I plan on taking you with me on all kinds 

of wonderful adventures. I hope you will want to join 

me' papa spoke with a grin on his face.

     I was so excited to be able to join papa when I get 

a bit older. I could not stop looking at my papa's new 

mustache.

    'Ok I am about to share with you about how I grew 

this mustache. I can see you will not be satisfied until 

I explain the whole thing. Let's sit down and I will tell 

you' papa said with an interesting voice.

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