Do you do any sports or clubs? I’m in art club, and we get to make extra stuff that we don’t get to do in art class. Right now we’re doing pottery and I made a cat mug, although it turned out looking more like a drowning Chihuahua. I’m also going to start volleyball in January.
In my parent’s room, there’s this big desk that my mom will sit at when she’s reading, and my favorite place to be is under it right by her feet. I’ll usually sit down there and draw or read a book of my own. I know it probably sounds lame, but I feel safe and happy under there. I’ve never told anyone that.
Anyway, do you think we should e-mail instead?
Sincerely,
Glory
December 12, 2004
Dear Glory,
I wish I had a mug that looked like a drowning Chihuahua, but I’d probably laugh every time I tried to drink out of it and spill water everywhere.
I have an email address for school, but I forgot what it is because I hardly ever use it. I think it’s kind of exciting to get stuff in the mail, so I think we should just keep writing this way, even though my brothers always make fun of me when one of your letters come. They say you’re my girlfriend. They’re so stupid.
So this is how I got to be friends with the janitor. I was coming home from school one day and when I walked up to our apartment building I saw the janitor had spilled his cart of supplies so I helped him clean them up and someone in an apartment nearby was playing a Savage Garden song and I mentioned how much I hate Savage Garden and he said hedid too. Then we started talking about music and I told him I played the guitar but I wished I had somewhere to practice alone, and he told me the access code to get onto the roof. So we don’t really hang out like friends, but I talk to him every time I see him. He’s pretty cool. His name is Rick.
My school has clubs, but they all cost money. What other stuff do you make in art club? Do you like to draw? My friend Will is really good at drawing. He’s always making comics. I hate drawing because I can never get what’s in my head to look right on the paper.
Anyway, I hope you have a good Christmas. You’re going to Hawaii, right?
Bye,
Collin
January 7, 2005
Dear Collin,
That’s funny that your brothers think I’m your girlfriend. Have you ever had a girlfriend? Michael Dunford keeps asking me if I’ll be his girlfriend. He hasn’t stopped bothering me, even though he’s only in one of my classes. I keep telling him that I don’t like him, and then he tells me that someday I will because he’s going to grow up buff and good looking like his older brother. His older brother is actually pretty cute, but I just wish he would leave me alone.
Our trip to Hawaii was really great, even though it didn’t feel like Christmas at all. We opened a few presents on Christmas morning and then went to the beach. I even saw a sea turtle! It came right up on the shore while I was sitting there, and I imagined that it smiled at me and asked how my day was going. I would love to go to Hawaii again, but probably not for Christmas.
I’ve never talked to a janitor before. What do you guys talk about? We’ve been making foam sculptures in art club, and before that we made stuff out of paper mache. I do like to draw, I do it whenever I’m bored. I hope you like the picture I put in this letter. It’s supposed to be you playing your guitar on the roof. Are you still going up there even though it’s winter?
Sincerely,
Glory
February 25, 2005
Dear Glory,
Thanks for the picture! I taped it inside of my guitar case. You’re really good at drawing, but you made my eyes really big. It kind of makes me look like an alien. I do still go up to the roof, I just wear all my snow clothes.
I’ve never had a girlfriend. I don’t really like girls that way. But if I did, I’d probably end up wanting to go out with someone like you. My brother Patrick has a girlfriend. Sometimes I see them holding hands in the hallway. He thinks she’s really pretty, but I think she’s mean. She’s always making fun of what other people are wearing.
I mostly talk to Rick about music, but sometimes we’ll talk about cool places he’s been to in Chicago or his girlfriend. A few days ago he told me his girlfriend was pregnant and that he was going to break up with her. I told him he’d be a big jerk if he did that. I don’t know too much about how these things work because we don’t get sex education class until eighth grade, but I’m pretty sure he had something to do with her being pregnant.
Last week we went on a field trip to the Museum of Science and Industry and we went to the space exhibit and it mademe think of you. It would be really cool to be an astronaut, but I couldn’t imagine being away from earth for so long. A lot could happen in two years. What if you went into space and when you came back to earth zombies had taken over? That’d be crazy.
Bye,
Collin
March 30, 2005
