Dear Mommy, Yes, it’s fine with me if you don’t come to my high school production. You came last year, didn’t you?
Dear Mommy,
Pre-1 A is so much fun! We learn alef-beis and play games and sing songs about the parshah. But the best part of my day is recess, because I get to sit on Morah Rochel Malka’s lap for a long time hugging and kissing her. And she even hugs me back. I wish you would learn how to give hugs and kisses, too, Mommy. Morah Rochel Malka’s really, really nice. I bet she would teach you if you asked her.
Dear Mommy,
The big inter-yeshivah brachos bee was today and I got to ride on a real school bus. I did really well, even though I was one of the youngest girls there, and even though you didn’t help me practice last night. I tried to explain to you that it couldn’t wait until tomorrow, because the contest was today, but you didn’t understand.
Bubby knew all about it and traveled by train just to see me. I know you were too busy to come. I hope you like the plaque I brought home.
Dear Mommy,
Cousin Michael’s bar mitzvah was fun. Especially the part where I got to sing on the microphone. Everyone turned around to see who was that little kid who sang so well. Including you. But you’re my mother, and I’m nine years old. How could you not know by now that I have a good voice?
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