Ode to my cell phone

 Dear my cell phone
Do you know how much I love you?
When I was fifth grade, I didn't have you.
I really wanted to have you, but my parents disagreed.
They thought I would play a game and waste my time with you.
But it effect me to buy you, because you don't have any game.
Actually, there has one, but it's quite bad. Not fun.
I think I'm a lucky guy because I choose you.
Also, your cover is very nice. I really love that it's black.
If it was blue or white, I'm not sure I'd like you.
You are also good. You never broke.
When I throw you to the ground by accident, you still worked.
It didn't change anything. I'm really sorry about that, but I also proud of you.
Well, maybe someone thinks that you are just trash, because they think
the smart phone is the best phone in the world.
But I think not. I love you because you are very convenient for me.
And the most important thing is I can relax because of you.
If I lost the road, I can talk to my mom.
And I'm at the GLPS camp now. I'm happy that you can send a text message
and call my mom and talk with her about my life in this camp.
I'm really thank you for all.
                                                                   August 11th, 2012
                                                                    your owner, Jeff.