I, Norman, received my first first letter from a kid. Steve from Arizona met me when I used to work at The Toy Soldier.
Dear Norman,
I met you when I was one year old. I cried. Who sits on the bench now. Do you still work there?
I would not cry now. I am much bigger.
Steve
Dear Steve,
Thank you for writing me. I am sorry I made you cry. I do not work at the toy store anymore. A bear took my place. Perhaps you could suggest a name. I went with Betsy to the store today to meet him. He is VERY, VERY big. Much larger than me. Betsy got a crate for me to sit on. I gave him tips on how to treat people nicely.
Later, I got to work at the register and sell bananagrams.
P.S. - I might come and visit the store again on Halloween.
Thank you for writing.
Love,
Your friend, Norman
