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                                               and a Dog
Once upon a time there was a horse whose name was Reginald.Every morning he was delivering milk, he usually met his friend Blackie, who was a little black dog. 
 Reginald didn’t want to be a milkman’s horse.He wanted to be a racehorse and win the Derbi.  And Blackie, who had rather short legs, wanted to be able to run very fast, like a hound. 
 One afternoon they were sitting in Reginald’s stable.Suddenly Blackie said that he had, an idea.  
«Why do we not eat coal?» — he said. «Trains eat coal a run fast.»
  
They thought about this for a long time, and at last Reginald said: «Let’s try it,» 
 So they went down to the coal cellar. They were going to take some some coal, when Mrs Marry, the landlady, came in.
  «What! You are stealing my coal!» —  she began to cry, and she picked up a piece of coal and threw it at them.They ran away. They had never run so fast in their lives before.
 Just then the Mayor was looking out of the window.  
«Oh, that horse can run fast I’m sure it can win the Derby, look at the dog; it’s a real hound I’ll give them each a medal.» And he did. 

What I want to be when I grow up. this is an artist. even now I’m not drawing very nicely, but I think in the future I’ll draw beautiful paintings. I won’t buy them from me. and maybe they will. I still don `t know. for when someone else has a birthday, I can easily give them pictures. many will like them. why I want to become just a painter so simple. I really like it and I draw only when I have inspiration. when there is no inspiration then drawing will fail. and still artists draw in silence. I still don’t know if I will be an itch or not, but I think so.