15th November
Dear Pumpkin,
Sorry I couldn't help it! Bad joke considering I know! People sometime think I am so serious here, I suppose I am. It difficult to remember the teasing boy I used to be, the sense of humour I do actually possess, but I am not myself without you! Oh Anne my sweet I do love you, I promise no pumpkin preserves in our house of dreams. You had me laughing. Only you my love! So, my dear I'm afraid you may be at the receiving end of my teasing again, at least I'm far enough away to be safe of any slates! I'm sorry dearest don't be mad at me for keeps now?
No, you could never hate Rebecca Dew, although I feel I should hate her for spoiling your pen tip I'm ashamed to say if you don't hate her then I can't, although I should, preventing me from receiving that type of letter! Although I suppose with my pen unscathed, perhaps it should be up to me to be the romantic one! Though give me the chance to, I want to reply to you first then tell you of campus life.
If they didn't invite you to their dance then they don't deserve you there. I'm glad you have Rebecca Dew, Aunt Kate and Aunt Chatty, I worry sometimes you are lonely. Are you? I know how you like everyone to like you. I hope the knowledge that I love you fills any doubt you have about yourself. You are amazing and I maintain you can make them love you.
Pupils are funny Anne, I sometimes can't believe they are being serious, they must know somewhere inside they are wrong. Though I do believe one of the boys I taught back in White Sands this boy I knew didn't like his geometry but he was a funny lad... ooh the exam question was
(a+b)c expand
So he wrote
( a + b ) c
It made me laugh, I wanted to give him the point just for wit alone but I couldn't encourage that sort of behaviour. Imagine if that had been on the entrance exam to queens!
I just finished writing my last dissertation for the semester! I can't believe how much I've learnt in such a small amount of time. 5 assignments were due this week! 5! I think I have done well hopefully it will do enough to pass. Now it's on to studying up for the exams, as much as I look forward to seeing you I also don't want the end of term to come for it means exams! And that only gives me more opportunities to fail miserably. They are going to post our results to us at our home addresses, they are due mid-way through winter vacation which means I'll have you by my side! At least if I fail I will have you there to console me!
Andrews convinced me to go to a party the other night hosted by the dramatics society. So they performed the play of Macbeth and had a dance afterwards... The play in itself was entertaining and they had a great Macbeth (I see his future being in theatre) but the dance was uncomfortable. I swear the punch was spiked with alcohol and the room was ridiculously warm, but they had nothing else to drink, so found I had to drink the stuff. To make matters worse I think the three weird sisters came over and were trying to wayward me from you... apparently I'm the "biggest catch on campus" (did you know that Anne?) . Luckily I managed to divert their attentions onto Andrews who seemed to take it happily. By which time because they are like her i was having very unpleasant flashbacks to trying to fight off Josie! I left sharpish feeling ill from it all… but my love, never let me drink! I had such a terrible headache the next day and I was awful sick.
I did go back to the orphanage in the end. The mistress there said they would be glad to see me back again a few of the children had been asking for me (apparently) I tried to get them to write a creative story about something... anything they wanted. The majority of them had written about a family adopting them. It's so sad to read. There's one little boy made every other word a big complex word... it almost became unreadable... children have such big imaginations inside such small heads! They half told me off though... apparently it's not good of them to use their imaginations it detracts them from reality! Does it now I really wouldn't have guessed (really Anne no wonder you hated coming to an orphanage how in the world did they handle you!) Such a dreary life for them Anne. Such a sad start to yours my lovely warmest most precious Queen.
Winter is approaching but never so quickly as it does in Avonlea. I miss home too Anne, I miss it more because you are part of it. What a romantic picture of you by a hearth of a fire, so close to my own dream Anne do you remember it? I told you it the day I proposed and I was finally able to kiss you and call you mine! Anne the dream was so much more, am I allowed to say it yet? Have I already tempted fate by saying too much? You know me, you know my deepest desires, you must know them by now! Know they are of you, and all the different Anne's you are and could be, know that you fulfil each and every fantasy I have dared to dream (and every fantasy I have not yet dare to dream). It seems such a long time since I last saw you, in the train station and that kiss. I can't wait to see you so we can bestow upon each other equally as fervent kisses. Do remember I have faith in you my love we'll be together in 4 weeks and I swear you will find a way before then, do not give up. All my faith is in you.
I'm glad you enjoy my letters, in any symbolic simile you can think of... no matter how unromantic. Four weeks is such an oxymoron. People tell me it's ONLY four weeks until my exams are over it sends me into complete compulsions about how little time I have left to revise but then someone says it's only four weeks until you see Anne again and all I hear myself think is "only four weeks just four weeks why not a year or a couple of decades!?" It might as well be for the longing I have for you. Nothing will satisfy me more then to satisfy you my love in which EVER way you may choose.
I'll close my letter with that thought for you.
Yours and only yours
Gil