Start at top on that side. Up and down with mine pencil for making the words come out.
Here I say, 'Dear Storm,' and Storm will read to Lucas what I want to be tell him.
Robin and Roland were home from boarding school for a short break.
Hello big boys. What for aren't you at school?
Exeat! said Robin.
You not got one!
One of what? asked Roland.
One extra hat! You just got one each, no EXTRA hat.
No, not extra hat! Exeat means a little break when we can go out of school for a night or two but not for proper school hols.
Roland decided it was time to change the subject. Connor is still struggling with English, so starting to teach him abbreviated schoolboy speak or Latin seemed a bit pointless... anyway, he and Robin have only been learning it for a few weeks themselves. He'd caught sight of Gregory too. Gregory has been at his school for years now and Roland didn't want to let him know just how far behind him in their experience of school life they might be.
What are you up to, Con? he asked.
I be writing a letter for Storm so she can say to Lucas that I am say thank you for........
WRITING a letter? But that's not.....Roland began.
Robin stood on Roland's foot and shook his head a little. Gregory realized that Connor was looking a little crestfallen and took over.
Fantastic joined up hand writing, Connor! he said. Well done. But do you think your friends will be able to read such grown up writing? Perhaps one of us should transcribe it into print, just to be sure?
OK. I choose..I choose...Robin for transplanting mine letter into paint ...
You mean.. Roland started to say.
Just don't go there!! yelled Robin and Gregory.
I'm not too good at reading grown up writing, Robin said, not wanting to let Connor know his 'writing' was really just scribble. Can you read it to me? Then I'll print, erm, write out in not-joined-up-writing what you say. Then if Storm can't managed big kids' writing like yours, she'll be able to read mine instead.
While Robin was busy making sure somebody would be able to tell Storm about Connor's huge request he wondered what would come of it. He knew that, if Lucas ever did turn up at Storm's house, her prior experience of him might make her too terrified to go near him, never mind pass on messages. Where, he tried to work out, could Lucas have got to? Nobody had heard from him in months and months.
Meanwhile, Connor had tried on Rob's school cap and blazer.
I big now. I write good things. So I can go to St. Andrea's School when the extra hat holes are over? he asks.
Maybe, says Robin. But right now we need to post this letter and then see what is for supper.