Chocolate Me! By: Taye Diggs
I was sitting down sad because I was different than every one else. When I played every one would make fun of my dark colored skin, chocolate me. The other people I played with would often stare at my poofy hair that looks like a wig. I would think to my self, "Chocolate Me". They would point at my nose, and said that it was so big and wide, so I tried to hide. "Wow," I said to my self, "Chocolate Me". The other kids would look at my teeth, and say that if I smiled I could be there flashlight. When I went back in side I didn't understand why. I ask my mom and told what had happened. Mom said that I was different, and different is a good thing. So once again I said "Chocolate Me!" But in a happy way.
This story was written in First Person Point of View. I know this because this story has the pronouns I, me, and my. These pronouns tell you that this story is written in First Person Point of View. The boy in the book is being teased for looking different. He wishes he could be like the other kids. His mom helped him out and told him that it did not matter, and you should like your self. Now the boy in the book is happy and does not care if he has chocolate skin, because chocolate is smooth, beautiful, and delicious!