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airplane boy : guy : 11 : Canada : ON

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hey people PLEASE ADD ME I'M NICE AND WILL COMMENT YOU! .I'm 5ft 3 in tall . just thought you would want to know lol . i love hockey that is why The leafs ARE my favourite team!!!.! started skating when i was only 3 years old and i was playing hockey since i was four years old so im more experienced with hockey. what is the most goals you ever scored in a game huh? mine was five. I was born in Toronto Ontario, Canada and I live in Atlanta georgia for only a year. I call my myself airplane boy because I go loco over airplanes I love collecting airplanes and I feel like I want to go all over the world by airplane everyday. i am 11 and I hope to be a hockey player someday. I love playing sports like hockey and soccer. And I like traveling. I miss my best freinds in Canada. Oh yeah if you wanna know alot of facts about Canada ppl just ask me! now i have a story about my grandma hope you enjoy. My grandmother March of 2004 was a very sad month. All because my grandmothers death. Let me start at the beginning. It all started in 2003. We had found out that my grandma had brain cancer as I lay mute in my bedroom thinking what if she dies I will miss her more than ever. About couple months later we had gone to Sudbury Ontario where she had here brain cancer taken out. We were there because we wanted to keep her company. That summer I had fun with grandma without me noticing that her death had just begun. About October 2003 she had the cancer again. It tore our hearts apart. We went back to Sudbury and the nurse’s saw that it was spreading. She knew she was going to die and so did we. We stood by here side in Sault Ste. Marie Ontario. I missed most of the end of third grade but d...... it was worth it. By March she was in a deep coma. On a fairly cool evening in Espanola we were driving unaware of a death at 7:00-7:09 PM. By 10:30 we heard the message. We were crying and moping but my dad was worse than mother and I. At her funeral the priest had said she was the nicest woman in the Soo (Sault Ste. Marie). That really surprised me but made me even sadder. But I stood my ground and always knew she was out there somewhere in god’s clutches and loved by him and her family.