I saw a pink Hula Girl at a store in Waikiki, Hawaii. I wanted to buy her but I couldn't. And my Mom said if I was good in Hawaii then I could get my Hula Girl. I was very good especially in very nice restaurants and in the plane I told my Mom we forgot to get the Hula Girl. She said that it was in Dad's suitcase and I was very happy. I love my Hula Girl, but I just keep her on my dresser to keep her nice. She is beautiful.
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