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Tuesday, February 11, 2003
First Day of School (and two limericks)
Written for the elder daughter, but can't remember if it was part of a letter or what. I know she was no more than eight at the time. Dear Bernrat, Here's a limerick I made up: I once knew a girl named Thelma No big deal, right? Mildly (very mildly) distracting, right? However, if you happened to have a lisp, this seemingly simple lyric takes on previously unseen difficulties. As follows: I onth knew a girl named Thelma See what I mean? Work on it. I'll expect a recitation next time I see you. Love, Daddy And this one for the younger on her first day of school. I used to secret these things in her lunch box so that she'd find something more nourishing than mere food at midday. She was six or seven at the time, the nervous wreck type, who always stressed out over the first day of school, cried if she misplaced her homework, fainted if she had to give a presentation before the class, etc. She was the type who, while all the other kids were out playing, could spend hours alone in her room drawing, painting, or reading. My little perfectionist. She remains so to this day, but seems otherwise healthy. Dear Ebie, I will see you, my child, this afternoon. Love, Daddy
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