The Party

I was feeling very bored at home when I noticed an ad in the newspaper. It said:

PLEASE COME TO MY PARTY. IT WILL BE AT
THE LOOKOUT HOUSE ON KNODT ROAD. MAKE
SURE TO BRING A CANOE BECAUSE THERE IS A CANOE RACE. GO THROUGH THE FRONT DOOR. TO GUIDE YOU THERE WILL BE A BUTCHER HOLDING A BOUQUET OF FLOWERS POINTING THE WAY.

I was so excited. My mom thought it was nonsense even after she read the details. The next morning, my mom drove me to the lookout. There were signs to the top showing us where the party was. I looked out the back window. It was a great view of the bay! I even saw a meadow! It was big and full of green grass.
My mom came up with me and a short man asked to see her license. I looked all over the place. There was a wealthy lady eating bread and expensive cheese and a man that kept sneezing.
I had to heave the heavy canoe up the hill until we reached the bay. We got the canoe in to the party at last!! Then the short man shouted, “Time for the canoe contest!” So we all got into our canoes and paddled so fast! I really got into a groove. We were all working so hard that the lady next to me started to wheeze. It took a long time for it to be done, but I got good at it and won second place. The short man said that I was one of the fastest racers in the northern hemisphere.