Dear Munkustrap,

I think what your mum means is that you can't stop trying your best just because you are the best. You always have to try and do the best you can, even if you do things better than everyone else.

You remembered that lilies are my favorite! You can pick me some lilies when I come to the Junkyard, I would love that, especially if we went together.

Munkustrap, I don't know if your wish will take me home to the yard, that seems like an awfully big wish. I hope it does come true, though, I would like to see you. I'm so lonely here now. I've played with all of my toys so much that I don't even want to play with them anymore. I don't even have time to play anymore, my Uncle has me training to be a mystic so much that I don't have any time. It's fun, the training, but it makes me tired, and sometimes it even makes me sick, and sometimes I don't want to be a mystic anymore, but it's what my Uncle wants, so just like your mum says, I use my manners and be polite, and I do what my Uncle tells me to do.

Good luck with your training, and Happy Birthday!

Sincerely,

Demeter