Flat Stephen Schueler
Hi! My name is Flat Stephen Schueler and this is my story.	I was born on 1-14-02 in the Foster City School LGI room when Cub Scout Pack 447 conducted their "Flat Stanley" activity.	My first adventure was to come home with the real Stephen Schueler to meet his family.	Next, Stephen's family took me sightseeing. We saw many wonderful things, including the Oracle buildings in Redwood Shores, CA.
After touring California, Stephen sent me to visit his sister, Susan, in Illinois.	When they said I would be traveling First Class, I had no idea they meant First Class Mail! It was much colder than California, but I enjoyed the many sights.	I was fortunate enough to have the opportunity to train with the Olympic bobsled team, while I was there.	Every so often, we had to come back indoors to warm up. I was positively stiff.
Susan even took the time to teach me how to drive.	Her friends were very excited to see my progress.	They wanted to come along for the ride, but I thought it would be safer to try it alone.	I think they really liked me. Why, they even tried to look flat, just like me.

After teaching me to drive, Susan invited her police and paramedic friends over to meet me. They put on a great demonstration of safety and first aid. I did not have the heart to tell them that I had already earned my "Readyman" pin. However, I really enjoyed the tour of the courthouse that followed.	During the tour, they thought it might be fun for me to see what the inside of a jail cell looked like. Hey! That's not funny! It would seem that they continued the tour without me. Come back here, this instant!

I became restless, and slipped out of that jail cell in Chicago. When I returned to Susan's house, she seemed very surprised to see me. The next thing I knew, she folded me up and mailed me to her friend Jenny in Colorado.	I had not been in Colorado for even a day when the Thornton Police Department pulled me over for driving without a license. I tried to explain that I had no pockets, but that did not seem to matter.	They took me to their nice police station and allowed me to meet with several of their people in a great, big meeting room.
After just a few days of talking, I straightened out the whole misunderstanding and we all became great friends.	Why, they even made me into an honorary Police Officer.	And, they recorded my adventure into one of their reports. I can't remember the last time I had this much fun.