Monday 28th of November, 1932
Dear Joseph:
I’m so sad you won’t be able to pass Christmas with us! Little Alice was pretty cheerful about you coming to town... We are in 5th grade and are up to start our vacation at last, as school is finally ending. It’s a little bit annoying to be disabled to learn in a proper way, without all those printed cards teachers show to us. Miss Anne told us she didn’t like it either but she had to teach us on the principal’s way. This system is called Decimal Dewey and has been implemented this year by first time. Does your school follow it? I hope it doesn't.
School is full of folks, as always; but I’m sure they won’t last more than three months, after Christmas, they won’t come back, and will have to repeat the grade once again. Dylan, Emma and I, enjoy breaks playing to the war and collecting insects in the creek. It's pretty funny! When school days end, we often go to the coloured people land, which is just behind our houses to watch them dance and play with their children. Emma’s mother doesn’t like her to meet those “negroes”, as she calls them. Dad has taught me not to call them on that way; he says it’s pretty offensive...
Sometimes, we go to this forest that’s near to our landing to climb some trees and collect fruits, that then we sell to the smaller kids. How silly they all are! A quater each is quite a fortune...
Sincerely yours,
Frank
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