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Pyaaaray Lal,
I am writing this letter slow because I know you can't read fast. We
don't live where we did when you left home. Your dad read in the
newspaper that most accidents happen 20 miles from your home, so
we moved! I won't be able to give you the address as the last person
who stayed in this house took the numbers with them for their next
house, so they wouldn't have to change their address.
This place is really nice. It even has a washing machine. I'm not sure
it works too well, last week I put in three shirts and pulled the chain
and I HAVE NOT SEEN THEM SINCE.
The weather here isn't too bad. It rained only twice last week. The
first time it rained for three days and the second time for four days.
The coat you wanted me to send you, your aunt said it would be too
heavy to send in the mail with all the buttons, so we cut them off and
put them in the pocket.
We got another bill from the funeral home. It said that if we don't
make the last payment on GRANDMA'S FUNERAL, she will come
up again. Your father has another job. He has 500 men under him.
He is cutting the grass in the cemetary. Your sister had a baby this
morning, I haven't found out whether it is a boy or a girl, so I don't
know whether you are an uncle or an aunty.
Your Uncle Herolal fell into a whisky vat. Some men tried to pull
him out, but he fought them off and drowned. We cremated him
and he burned for three days.
Three of your friends went off the bridge in a pick-up truck. One
was driving and the other two were in the back. The driver got out-
he rolled the window down and swam to safety. The other two
friends drowned as they couldn' get the gate down. There isn't
much more news at this time. Nothing much has happened.
Love, Mom
I am writing this letter slow because I know you can't read fast. We
don't live where we did when you left home. Your dad read in the
newspaper that most accidents happen 20 miles from your home, so
we moved! I won't be able to give you the address as the last person
who stayed in this house took the numbers with them for their next
house, so they wouldn't have to change their address.
This place is really nice. It even has a washing machine. I'm not sure
it works too well, last week I put in three shirts and pulled the chain
and I HAVE NOT SEEN THEM SINCE.
The weather here isn't too bad. It rained only twice last week. The
first time it rained for three days and the second time for four days.
The coat you wanted me to send you, your aunt said it would be too
heavy to send in the mail with all the buttons, so we cut them off and
put them in the pocket.
We got another bill from the funeral home. It said that if we don't
make the last payment on GRANDMA'S FUNERAL, she will come
up again. Your father has another job. He has 500 men under him.
He is cutting the grass in the cemetary. Your sister had a baby this
morning, I haven't found out whether it is a boy or a girl, so I don't
know whether you are an uncle or an aunty.
Your Uncle Herolal fell into a whisky vat. Some men tried to pull
him out, but he fought them off and drowned. We cremated him
and he burned for three days.
Three of your friends went off the bridge in a pick-up truck. One
was driving and the other two were in the back. The driver got out-
he rolled the window down and swam to safety. The other two
friends drowned as they couldn' get the gate down. There isn't
much more news at this time. Nothing much has happened.
Love, Mom
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