They first started rowing in the little old brown boat and the grandad gave him a present...it was a little brown hat. Then a little baby shooting star came above his head and landed away from him. The sun is as big as a whale and the stars are glittery diamonds. The stars are golden yellow. The dads moustache looks like the brown sweeping brush. The dad and the grandpa always fit all the time. The boy tried to copy everything his parents did.Just as a minute a big shooting star a big won from up in mars.The boy tapped the shooting star and it shines like glittery diamonds when he tapped it again it became into little shooting stars.Then they waited at the horzon for the beautiful sun to rise.THE STARS ARE GOLD.