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Dr. T. Pinnock 1962 (Hartford, Ct)

The happy girl
One there real sweet girl, on Sunday afternoon she was born. Her name was Candy.
This girl was real good, but when she turned 5, she got to be rotten. She told her Father she hated him, because he was old and grey. Her father was hurt. She was sorry after she thought about what she had said. The moral is don’t hurt the one that cares for you.
The good cat
One day a cat was dying, he was very sick. His mother and father were an old couple of 19 and 18.
He was giving up, he wanted to die, and he did.
The moral is when go wrong don’t give up, fight it.
The night the fox came out
One day a man bought a house. He was a loner, not a wife or children and he was afraid of being alone.
After he got settled, he went to bed. He her noises, but he did’nt see anything. So he went back to bed and worried all night. He kept repeating, their gonna get me.
Midnight he heard the noise again, he went outside. The noise grew louder and he grew scared.
That night a boy found the man dead, he died of a heart attack.
The noise was his brother, who hated him and wanted to kill him, and he knew that he had a bad heart. So he scared him to death.
He hated himself forever.
The moral is you do something wrong, you will pay in your mine.

By: Theodore Arthur Pinnock
The year 1972
9 years of age
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Dr. T. Pinnock

Dr. Pinnock first wrote poetry in the institution he resided in inside a classroom at 8 years old. The typewriter was old and manual with a keyguard. A keyguard is a device with an opening for each key to prevent a person lacking fine motor skills from accidentally hitting a key. Dr. Pinnock was granted permission to use the class alone. He labored there typing for hours ignoring his cerebral palsy. Dr. Pinnock grew up with his family until August of 1970. Poverty forced his parents to make him a ward of the State of Connecticut. more…

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