Little Barrie came into the kitchen where his mother was making dinner. His birthday was coming up and
he thought this was a good time to tell his mother what he wanted. "Mum, I want a bike for my birthday."
Little Barrie was a bit of a troublemaker. He had been in trouble at school as well as at home. Barrie's
mother asked him if he thought he deserved to get a bike for his birthday. Little Barrie, of course, thought
he did. Barrie's mother, being a Christian woman, wanted him to reflect on his behaviour over the last year,
and write a letter to God, and tell him why he deserved a bike for his birthday. Little Barrie stomped up the
steps to his room and sat down to write God a letter.
I have been a very good boy this year and I would like a bike for my Birthday. I want a red one.
Your friend Barrie.
Barrie knew this wasn't true. He had not been a very good boy this year, so he tore up the letter and started
This is your friend Barrie. I have been a pretty good boy this year, And I would like a red bike for my
Thank you, Barrie.
Barrie knew this wasn't true either. He tore up the letter and started again.
I have been an OK boy this year and I would really like a red bike for my birthday.
Your friend, Barrie.
In truth, Barrie knew he could not send this letter to God either. Barrie was very upset. He went downstairs
and told his mother he wanted to go to church. Barrie 's mother thought her plan had worked because Barrie
looked very sad. "Just be home in time for dinner," his mother said. Barrie walked down the street to the
church and up to the altar. He looked around to see if anyone was there. He picked up a statue of the Virgin
Mary. He slipped it under his shirt and ran out of the church, down the street, into his house, and up to his
room. He shut the door to his room and sat down with a piece of paper and a pen. Barrie began to write
his letter to God.
I'VE GOT YOUR MUM. IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN, SEND THE F*%#ING BIKE