Name=jamie flam
email=jamieflam@yahoo.com
type=Fiction

The sun begins to set.  A young girl smiles in her 
rocking chair, her feathered locks flowing in the 
light breeze.  A wind chime echoes in the distance. 
New Mexico, 1978.  Three song birds wail in unison as 
the young girlish child takes to the meadow, 
frolicking among the majestic poppies.  Her parents 
look from a distance, holding each other.  "What a 
fine young girl we have produced, what a fine young 
girl."  The New Mexico sky turns a turqouise crimson 
as the small hand on the grandfater clock stikes five. 
Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong it continues.  Supper 
is in its final stages of preparations.  The family is 
seated.  The young girl drinks her milk without so 
much as a whimper, then proceeds to consume her 
fruiten mash.  Mom and dad look on with delight.  "I 
think we should name her Leonardo." said the father to 
his wife.  "Leonardo is beautiful" his wife agrees, a 
tear slowly forming in her eye.  After dinner, the 
DiCaprio family took a walk through the streets, 
glowing, for their first and only child had finally 
been given a name.