So Elementary Girl decides to take a turn at writing to our Compassion-sponsored child, Nicole, who lives in Haiti. I'm a writer, yet I always struggle over what to say--my notes to Nicole are pathetically thin. Elementary Girl, on the other hand, wrote until she had to shrink the text and run it beyond the margins. Tugs at a mother's heart, I tell you.
On a funny note, Elementary Girl tells Nicole that her mother "loves!!!!!!!! the beach"--that's 8 exclamation points in case you didn't count them. (She knows me well ;-) In the next breath she says, "I pray for you so much and what kind of food do you eat? I eat pizza, macaroni & cheese and hot dogs." Yup, those two things go together, all right.
I'll be mailing off the letter and the drawing EG included (It's of a beach, just in case Nicole's never seen one...) later today. Just wish I could be there when Nicole gets the mail. Maybe someday...
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I have the same problem. I sit down to write to our Compassion child, Johana, and have no idea what to say. Unfortunately, this means she doesn't get as many letters as she probably should. Maybe I just need to have Sweet Girl (my goddaughter) to write them for me. :)
Awe - that's fantastic. Bless Elementary Girl :)
My mom saved a letter I wrote to her when she was in the hospital when I was a little girl. It said something to the effect of, "Dear Mommy, I'm so sorry you're sick but I'm glad I have my new baton. Love, Trish"
It's a wonder Hallmark hasn't called yet :)
That's so nice. Haiti has been on my mind a lot lately.
Lol--Trish!
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