Little Vinnie came into the kitchen where his mother was making pasta. His birthday was coming up and he thought this was a good time to tell his mother what he wanted. "Mom, I want a bike for my birthday." Little Vinnie was a bit of a trouble maker. He had gotten into trouble at school and at home.
Vinnie's mother asked him if he thought he deserved to get a bike for his birthday. Little Vinnie, of course, thought he did. Vinnie's mother, being a good Catholic woman, wanted Vinnie to reflect on his behavior over the last year. "Go to your room, Vinnie, and think about how you have behaved this year "Then write a letter to God and tell him why you deserve a bike for your birthday."

Little Vinnie stomped up the steps to his room and sat down to write God a letter.
Letter 1 Dear God, I have been a very good boy this year and I would like a bike for my birthday. I want a red one. Your friend, Vinnie Vinnie knew that this wasn't true. He had not been a very good boy this year, so he tore up the letter and started over.
Letter 2 Dear God, This is your friend Vinnie. I have been a good boy this year and I would like a red bike for my birthday. Thank you. Your friend, Vinnie Vinnie knew that this wasn't true either. So, he tore up the letter and started again.
Letter 3 Dear God, I have been an "OK " boy this year. I still would really like a bike for my birthday. Vinnie Vinnie knew he could not send this letter to God either. So, Vinnie wrote a fourth letter.
Letter 4 God, I know I haven't been a good boy this year. I am very sorry. I will be a good boy if you just send me a bike for my birthday. Please! Thank you, Vinnie Vinnie knew, even if it were true, this letter was not going to get him a bike. Now, Vinnie was very upset. He went downstairs and told his mom that he wanted to go to church.

Vinnie's mother thought her plan had worked as Vinnie looked very sad. "Just be home in time for dinner," Vinnie's mother told him. Vinnie walked down the street to the church on the corner. He went into the church and up to the alter. He looked around to see if anyone was there. Vinnie bent down and picked up a statue of the Virgin Mary. He slipped it under his shirt and ran out of the church, down the street, into the house, and up to his room. He shut the door to his room and sat down with a piece of paper and a pen. Vinnie began to write his letter to God.

Letter 5 God, I'VE GOT YOUR MAMA. IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN, SEND THE BIKE. MAKE SURE IT'S RED! Signed, YOU KNOW WHO