I'm back, and I decided to write this. Although the title is called this, I will not get rich in this story. This is just my life story from when my troubles started to when I meet Skipper, Rico, Kowalski, and Private.
I waddled over to the group of penguins who were watching over me while my parents went fishing. I am one mwezi old and I live in Antarctica. I stumble over my little webbed feet and one of the older penguins pick me up.
"Gooechy, Gooechy goo!" the penguin, known as Jade, cooes. She is tall, slender, and has deep zumaridi, zamaradi eyes. I giggle childlessly and wipe her...