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Blessings!
A piece of parchment with a childish scrawl filled with backwards 's's and 'r's. Their are doodles of what looks like swords, bunnies with big fangs, and fire breathing dragons. There are also comments on the essay by Aldous.
By Oren Cousland
My Auntie (Actually my boy, she is your aunt, not your "auntie." or you could call her by her proper name, even by her nick name , if you must, but only if you must)
My auntie Kai is the best auntie in the world. ( Hm, now that you mention the world, remind me to pull out a map for a geography lesson) Old Aldous always says I should describe things, unless it is dire bunnies or dragons. Then he says not to, he gets tired of hearing about them. (My dear boy, not everything can be about bunnies and dragons. And there is no such creature as a "dire bunny, " with big sharp pointy teeth.) My auntie and I look alike, I mean, she is a girl and I am a boy, so we don't look alike, alike. I mean she has black hair and blue eyes like me. (Oren, your auntie, drat! Your aunt was born before you, so you look like her, not the other way around.)
My auntie fights better than any boy. She knows how to fight with daggers and without them too. (You mean unarmed combat, my lad. She knows how to fight in unarmed combat.) My papa says she is the best fighter in Highever, even better than him! I don't know about that, my daddy is the greatest man ever, besides Grandpapa Bryce of course. (Oren, this essay is to be about your auntie {this is crossed out}, about your aunt Kai, we can certainly discuss an essay about your father and grandfather. Maybe even your great-grandfather, hm, a history lesson on the Couslands! Excellent!) But if papa says it's true, then it is. He never lies. Neither does my auntie. She tells the truth and makes people mad sometimes. Grandmama Eleanor says that Auntie needs to learn diplimacy. (Lad, the word is diplomacy, and yes, your auntie {again the word is crossed out with two lines this time} aunt Kai could certainly practice it a little more often, especially where the other nobles are concerned.)
But I love my auntie best for how she holds me upside down and tickles me. I love her best for when she helps me give my vegatables to Argus so I can have dessert, even though vegatables are icky and I am supposed to eat them anyways. (Oren my lad, it is vegetables, and they are not icky. If you must describe them, say they taste horrid , wretched, or they are distasteful. And I don't mean you shouldn't eat them! Your Auntie { the word is crossed out again} aunt really shouldn't be abetting your disobedience. Honestly! She is as incorrigible now as she was when she was your age! Look that word up, lad) I love her when she does tricks while riding on the back of her Ceffyl. And when she takes me riding and we go real fast. I love her best when she sneaks us into the orchard and she helps me climb the trees so we can steal apples. Or when we sneak strawberries from the kitchen gardens, and skip lessons, and go read under a tree eating them. (Well that would explain your disappearance the same day Nan had a fit that she did not have enough strawberries for the pies she was making.) I love her best because she takes me swimming and because she showed me how to whistle. I love her best because she has snuck me out after bedtime to teach me the stars in the sky, or so we can catch fireflies, or sneak sticky buns and milk from the larder. (It is a wonder with you two miscreants, that Nan does not quit, really! Oh and look that word up too, get your auntie {this word is crossed out with a harsh line}, blast it! Get your Aunt Kai to help you look it up!)
I love her because she does all of those things, but I love her best, because she loves me best, just the way I am. She tells me never to be anybody else, but me. She says that I am special, and never beliebe anyone else if they tell me differant. That is why my auntie is one of the best people in the whole world! (I would have to agree, your aunt is certainly her own person. And she is right lad, never be anyone but who you are. Your aunt is a remarkable young woman, and one of the best students I ever had the privilege to teach, despite her insouciance. Have your auntie, {this word is almost obliterated from the page} blast it again! Have your Aunt Kai help you look that up too. And it is believe and different, my lad! I need a nap.)
