International Fake Journal Entry #6

April 16, 2010

“Draw me! Draw me!” The little boy sitting in front of me begged when he saw my paints and papers. He laughed and laughed when he saw I’d caught his likeness.

He told me his name—he pronounced it Giml, and showed me how to write it in script clearly stolen from Hebrew lettering. I wondered how they’d come to have that lettering, yet he spoke the President’s English as well as I, although heavily accented.

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