Loving Son,
I'm writing this letter slowly, because I know you cannot read fast. We
don't live where we did when you left home. Your dad read in the paper
that most accidents happen 20 miles from home, so we moved 20 miles
away.
I won't be able to send the address of this place, as the last family who
stayed here took the house number with them for their new house so they
wouldn't have to change their address.
This place is really nice. It even has a washing machine, situated right
above the commode. I'm not sure it works too well. Last week I put in 3
shirts, pulled the chain and haven't seen them since. The weather here
isn't too bad. It rained only twice last week. The first time it rained for 3
days and second time for 4 days. The coat you wanted me to send you,
your Aunt said it would be a little too heavy to send in the mail with all the
metal buttons, so we cut them off and put them in the pocket.
Your father has another job. He has 500 men under him. He is cutting the
grass at the cemetery. Your sister had a baby this morning. I haven't
found out whether it's a girl or a boy, so I don't know whether you are an
Aunt or Uncle. Your uncle, Tom fell in a nearby well. Some men tried to
pull him out, but he fought them off bravely and drowned.
Your best friend, David, is no more. He died trying to fulfill his father's last
wishes. His father had wished to be buried in the sea after he died. And
your friend died while in the process of digging a grave for his father.
There isn' t much more news this time. Nothing much has happened.
Your Father
P.S : I was going to send you some money but the
envelope was already sealed.
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........nice one
