This week I drew a picture of a girl without knowing what the Illustration Friday theme was. Finding out that it was dance I added dance shoes. Recently it was fathers day and I got my dad a collection of T.H.U.N.D.E.R. Agents comics. Yet I told him there was another present that would take a bit longer to give him. So I dedicate this illustration Friday, and a short story, to my dad, Leif Peng who I know deep down inside, always wanted to be a dancer. Now for the story of Gloria.
Once upon a time, in a small town, in a small house, there was a little girl named Gloria. Gloria loved to watch people dance on T.V. and liked to dance in her house. Now Gloria's family were not doing to well, her mother was a stay at home mom, and her father worked in the mines.
One day, Gloria asked her mom, "Mommy, can I get dance shoes?"
Her mother replied loudly over the sound of the sizzling frying pan, "honey, we cant get dance shoes right now"
"But why not?", Gloria asked in a pouty voice.
"We are busy trying to pay the bills". She answered as she dumped the frayed vegetables into a bowl. Gloria's head fell as she walked away.
After dinner, Gloria's father got home from work, sweating and dirty.
Gloria ran up to her dad and said, "Daddy, daddy, can I get dance shoes??? PLEASE??"
Her father fell on the chair and sighed, "not now, we still need to pay rent on the house." he said.
The next morning, Gloria's brain hatched an idea, she thought, why not earn the money?
So Gloria squeezed lemons, mixed sugar, nailed boards, and painted letters, all adding up to one lemonade stand.
The wealthy people could afford to pay one dollar for a glass, but the other ones in her predicament could only afford ten cents.
So day by day, dime by dime. Gloria added up her money until she was only three dollars short. But business was not booming. In fact, it was quieter than a ghost town at night. So Gloria asked her parents for some money.
"It's only three dollars!!!" She said
"Well, alright" her parents said at the same time, "but don't make us regret this..."
So Gloria ran downtown, into the store, and finale purchased a pair of dance shoes.
Gloria was the happiest girl in the world that day, as she stood there, her dance shoes at her side, a huge smile on her face.
I am going to be great at this, she thought.

So that's my illustration Friday,
happy fathers day dad, happy fathers day all.
-Simon, art genius