The Pope - My Fake Diary

Sunday, 29 March 2009

Dear Diary,

What a morning I had.

I can't believe that all those people were out there to hear me read a section of the Bible in twelve different languages and no one, well, no adult caught on that I did one of them in Klingon.

The exception were a few kids who were hushed or whacked on the butt by their parents.

Oh well, even a old pope has to have a little fun once in awhile and leaving black marks with the poperod has gotten old.

There again, the kids approved.

I can just hear the families this evening.

"But Mom, Dad, that Pope was speaking in Klingon."

"Son, you've been playing too many video games and seeing too much television. Now you say one more word against his highness and I will get the belt."

Belt?"

"Well, I shall unplug the TV, computer and microwave."

"Yes, father. I guess it might have been something else but I could understand every word. He said, "Blessed are those that think this is a good day to die."

Bene