But My Grandmother’s Passport Died. Honest!

Jon Meier had a good excuse for not going on his Spanish class trip to Peru. The dog ate his passport. Seriously. When he tried to board a plane in Miami he was told he couldn’t join the class and had to go back to Wisconsin because some of the numbers on his passport had been chewed off by his golden retriever, Sunshine. Meier says he knew about it but didn’t have time to get a new one. Because his grandmother died. And the alarm didn’t go off even though he set it. And…

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