Fell behind because I worked late then did my taxes until 12:30. So much hard work – and i still didn’t like the result! UGH!

Anyway it’s still April 14 in California, so it still counts for my poem for the day.

April 14
Are these bills?
No they’re taxes, do you know what taxes are?
No.
Since we make money here, the government asks us to pay a little bit to them every year?
What for?
To help give some money to your school and other schools. To fix holes in the streets. To help old people when the get sick.
So it’s like you gotta make a deal so they can give money back to the community?
Yeah. (Even though I hate paying them, you just gotta pay them. Because no one person is more important than the community.)

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