hoopit

Hoopit My final request was to travel the world, but it dose not look like I'll make it out of Cleveland. I'm a 87 man named Hoopit, and I was born in Los Vegas, so I obviosly know how to have a good time. So now I'm looking for something else fun to do. There's obviosly not anything to do here, at least that's what I thought. I was on a walk, ( looking for something to do) when I saw an old man in a wheelchair being guided by an old lady. I decided to ask him if there was anything worth doing here, but the lady guidd him around a corner to a junkyard, or at least thats what I thought. It turned out to be a small garden. I was about to turn around thinking this man knew nothing about fun, when I saw all the people here working together. All my life I had lived in Vegas, so I had never seen so many people workin together. I decided I would like to be apart of it. I didn't know anlthing about gardening, so I just planted a coconut tree. A little girl came up to me and seriously doubted me... I told that little girl that i had seen twice as crazy thing in Vegas than coconuts in Cleveland. `I decided to make a foolish bet with her. if I win I would win $10. I tried to make it the same for her, but she kept insisting on a new bike, so if she won those were the terms. I got to work the next hour. I worked all day, only stopping for my 4:00 dinner. I was doing many things wrong, occording to an old farmer. He showed me the right way to hoe and water, I didn't tell him what i was growing because I was afraid he wouldn't help me if he thought I was crazy. With the old man's help, a sprout soon turned into a small foot tall tree. But winter was coming ane I still needed over 6 mere feet. I started to double my work and even gained some freinds. I even decided to make a will and not just to spend it all on my funeral.Just as my plant reached 4 feet, I fell deathly ill and went to the hospital. I needed imedeiot surgery on my brain. the doctors said all the gardening just decreased the life left in me. I was told I only Has a week left in me, at the most. I decided to go gardening some more, but the docters wouldnt let me out of the hospital. Unlike what the doctors said, I lasted a whole month before I started to feelawful. I started to finnish off my will and I decided to include the money for a bike for the little girl. I figured I was not going to make my coconuts. Like i said, it didn't look like i was going to make it out of Cleveland. On the day that I knew for sure would bethe day of my death, I called over the garden. I wanted to say goodby to my own little community. I donated money to all of them, but the little girl crossed her name off my will... and handed me a coconut.