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Personal Narrative: First Episode Of Sesame Street
When Kevin first saw his first episode of Sesame Street , the scene where Bert and Ernie were in the room welcoming their very special guest, he was blown away that they were actually speaking to him. He gained interested in how the puppets were made and who was playing them. After that he became very interested in Jim Henson. He watch his special that appear on TV and began to make his own puppets. The first puppet was made out of his father’s trench coat. His name was Moldy. After, creating his first puppet Kevin thought he would be in serious trouble with His father for using his trench coat but he father told him to simply just ask next time. His mother was so thrilled at what he had created she wasn’t even concerned about the coat.

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