A couple of weeks ago, I posted something I wrote as a kid, Rabbit’s Journal, something that I later learned is called a “typecast” (probably from a combination of “typewriter” and “podcast”). That seemed to be pretty popular, and so, I now present the continuing adventures of Rabbit Rawlings (yes, he had a last name … all my stuffed animals did). For this one, I evidently had an assist from my brother John, although I couldn’t tell you who wrote what.
If you made it all the way through that paragraphless passage, you’ll have noticed that Rabbit wound up in jail again, and promptly escaped. (He’s got a rap sheet as long as your arm, that one.) You may also have noticed that we nice Italian kids evidently thought that Leonardo da Vinci was French. The shame!