What a Money Tree looks like in the mind of the Toothpick Boy

"This is what I want to create!" exclaims Toothpickboy.

Don't we all. But Toothpickboy works tirelessly night (go to bed!) and day (can't you do any else? like, PLAY maybe?!?)

Toothpickboy is unfazed, undaunted by his mother's pleas to enjoy his childhood while he still has one.

She is counting down the days he has left... 2,920 -approximately.

"Not a moment to spare. Get out there and run around with sticks and swords. Jump ramps with your bike. Climb a tree! If all you do is sit there like a scholar YOU ARE GOING TO FLUNK RECESS!!"

She really says this kind of thing.

Toothpickboy's thoughts towards his faithful readers, "What did you expect? She is who she is. Did you expect her to NOT take homeschooling seriously?!?"

Form my letters correctly? Why didn't they show me this in the first place?!?

 
When one writes and draws as much as toothpick boy does creating his characters, not having learned to hold ones writing utensil with a light touch causes the development of blisters. Ouch!

Toothpickboy learns to write right with Grammer Works.

He's not too happy about the fact that his first school teachers failed to show him how to do it CORRECTLY.

Now he's starting all over again learning how to hold his pencil right. Yes, it does matter.