Letters from parents
"This is Edward speaking. Sorry that we are not at home, please leave a message after the 'beep' sound."
Enrica was very disappointed, she thought for a while and after hesistation, she said, "Good morning, daddy. What are you and mom doing right now? I miss you so much, when will you come here? I've been in Montreal for 3 months, please come here quickly. I have made a few friends and learned to speak a little bit French. Avoir, papa."
Verona sighed as she heard the message, she really wanted to be in Montreal at that moment and took care of her little girl by herself. Enrica has been in her friend's home for three months and she would send a message to them once or twice a month. She was just three years old and was attending a local kindergarten there. She still remembered how she arranged the hurry journey for her daughter. She took a five-day holiday and took Enrica to her old friend's home, who was a teacher in kindergarten in Montreal. She asked her friend to take care of Enrica for awhile and promised Enrica to go there immediately afterwards. This was a narrow escape as Edward told her the other day after she came back, the Federation Army has sent 'a friend of him' to 'take Enrica back home'. Luckily, Enrica has gone. Although, Edward still could not figure out why the Federation Army was not notified on the leaving of Enrica, he thought this action by the Federation Army was a very important warning sign. Edward and Verona made some quick arrangements, so that they could go to Montreal as soon as possible.
Verona listened two more times and she decided to write a letter:
"Dear Enrica,
Ca va, little goosey? Have you been a good girl? We miss you too and think of you every day and night. How's your school? I know from Auntie Gloria (Verona's friend) that you are quite happy in your school. What things do you learn? Learning is a very enjoyable process and I hope you can enjoy learning in any situation. Dad and mom are coming and soon we will live together again. By the time, you have to speak fluent French, OK? Montreal is a beautiful place and has many beautiful things to see. Do remember to show us when dad and mom arrive. Enrica, we are sorry that we are not at your side. However, we will come soon and so be a good girl. Always listen to Auntie Gloria and remember to go to bed early. If I find you sleeping late, I will have you eating spaghetti with your hands! Bye.
Love, Mom and Dad"
This is a short and simple letter, since Verona wanted Enrica to read this letter by herself. Once again, she thought of the extraordinary girl she had: Enrica could read texts and write a little when she was merely three. She was sure she was intelligent, but was she a newtype? What was a newtype then? This question kept troubling her, as she knew the answer might change the fate of her daughter. She has tried to find references and books, but she could find none. She sighed again and sealed the letter after writing the address.
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Jamil Neate nearly jumped his way back to his room. He was overjoyed as he received a letter from his parents. He was so happy that he forgot his fatigue after the physical test and went straight back to his room. There, he sat up comfortably in his bed and opened the letter with eagerness. He thought he could smell the particular scent of the spice used by his mother from the old, yellowish paper. He immediately thought of sitting in his own bed at home, just like in the old times when he imagined things or 'foretold the future' as his instructor always told him. His eyes fixed on the paper and soon after he recognized his mother's handwriting.
"Dear Jamil,
My dearest, how are you? It's been half a year since you left us and we all missed you. Your friends in the school have asked about you and we've told them you have gone to a special school. How's your study? It must be very interesting to you and you have worked hard, am I right? Nothing has changed here, everything is the same. Dad said that the lumber for sale in this year was good and so we could have new furniture and decorate our home a little bit. By the time you come home, you will find our home look a little bit more beautiful, but still it will give you the same warm feeling. Write us a letter and tell us something about your study there. Tell us what training you have and the friends you made. We know that you are having the hardest training to humankind ever and we know you will work extremely hard on it. Jamil, do work hard and be a useful person in the future. Many other people will rely themselves on you and your special ability is going to change the history. I have been praying to God every night. Hoping He would bless you and make you a strong and determined person, to save and protect other people from woe. The world has been a chaotic one for many years and many people have suffered, so, Jamil, do you know what responsibility have people lied on you? We are looking forward to the day when you can come back and tell us how useful person you become. Til then, work hard and be honest. Always remember that no matter how hard the life is, your home is always ready for you.
May God bless you.
Love, Mama"
Jamil read the letter three times before he could put the letter down. Certainly, his mother know nothing about the training here. It was hard, very hard indeed. How could you move a machine simply by thinking of what you have to do? It was a little bit easier to tell what people were thinking, the first step of 'communicating telephatically' as they called. He has tried very hard and finally, managed to succeed in both tests. He really wanted to tell his mother something about his training, but he was not free to do so. No one was allowed to reveal the training programme to anyone. This is a rule, a law in the school. Just then, a bell rang, indicating the dinner was ready and he went out, wondering what he could tell his mother.
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I have thought for a long time, what to write on the letters and I have to confess they are just short and simple ones. Please make some comments.
"This is Edward speaking. Sorry that we are not at home, please leave a message after the 'beep' sound."
Enrica was very disappointed, she thought for a while and after hesistation, she said, "Good morning, daddy. What are you and mom doing right now? I miss you so much, when will you come here? I've been in Montreal for 3 months, please come here quickly. I have made a few friends and learned to speak a little bit French. Avoir, papa."
Verona sighed as she heard the message, she really wanted to be in Montreal at that moment and took care of her little girl by herself. Enrica has been in her friend's home for three months and she would send a message to them once or twice a month. She was just three years old and was attending a local kindergarten there. She still remembered how she arranged the hurry journey for her daughter. She took a five-day holiday and took Enrica to her old friend's home, who was a teacher in kindergarten in Montreal. She asked her friend to take care of Enrica for awhile and promised Enrica to go there immediately afterwards. This was a narrow escape as Edward told her the other day after she came back, the Federation Army has sent 'a friend of him' to 'take Enrica back home'. Luckily, Enrica has gone. Although, Edward still could not figure out why the Federation Army was not notified on the leaving of Enrica, he thought this action by the Federation Army was a very important warning sign. Edward and Verona made some quick arrangements, so that they could go to Montreal as soon as possible.
Verona listened two more times and she decided to write a letter:
"Dear Enrica,
Ca va, little goosey? Have you been a good girl? We miss you too and think of you every day and night. How's your school? I know from Auntie Gloria (Verona's friend) that you are quite happy in your school. What things do you learn? Learning is a very enjoyable process and I hope you can enjoy learning in any situation. Dad and mom are coming and soon we will live together again. By the time, you have to speak fluent French, OK? Montreal is a beautiful place and has many beautiful things to see. Do remember to show us when dad and mom arrive. Enrica, we are sorry that we are not at your side. However, we will come soon and so be a good girl. Always listen to Auntie Gloria and remember to go to bed early. If I find you sleeping late, I will have you eating spaghetti with your hands! Bye.
Love, Mom and Dad"
This is a short and simple letter, since Verona wanted Enrica to read this letter by herself. Once again, she thought of the extraordinary girl she had: Enrica could read texts and write a little when she was merely three. She was sure she was intelligent, but was she a newtype? What was a newtype then? This question kept troubling her, as she knew the answer might change the fate of her daughter. She has tried to find references and books, but she could find none. She sighed again and sealed the letter after writing the address.
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Jamil Neate nearly jumped his way back to his room. He was overjoyed as he received a letter from his parents. He was so happy that he forgot his fatigue after the physical test and went straight back to his room. There, he sat up comfortably in his bed and opened the letter with eagerness. He thought he could smell the particular scent of the spice used by his mother from the old, yellowish paper. He immediately thought of sitting in his own bed at home, just like in the old times when he imagined things or 'foretold the future' as his instructor always told him. His eyes fixed on the paper and soon after he recognized his mother's handwriting.
"Dear Jamil,
My dearest, how are you? It's been half a year since you left us and we all missed you. Your friends in the school have asked about you and we've told them you have gone to a special school. How's your study? It must be very interesting to you and you have worked hard, am I right? Nothing has changed here, everything is the same. Dad said that the lumber for sale in this year was good and so we could have new furniture and decorate our home a little bit. By the time you come home, you will find our home look a little bit more beautiful, but still it will give you the same warm feeling. Write us a letter and tell us something about your study there. Tell us what training you have and the friends you made. We know that you are having the hardest training to humankind ever and we know you will work extremely hard on it. Jamil, do work hard and be a useful person in the future. Many other people will rely themselves on you and your special ability is going to change the history. I have been praying to God every night. Hoping He would bless you and make you a strong and determined person, to save and protect other people from woe. The world has been a chaotic one for many years and many people have suffered, so, Jamil, do you know what responsibility have people lied on you? We are looking forward to the day when you can come back and tell us how useful person you become. Til then, work hard and be honest. Always remember that no matter how hard the life is, your home is always ready for you.
May God bless you.
Love, Mama"
Jamil read the letter three times before he could put the letter down. Certainly, his mother know nothing about the training here. It was hard, very hard indeed. How could you move a machine simply by thinking of what you have to do? It was a little bit easier to tell what people were thinking, the first step of 'communicating telephatically' as they called. He has tried very hard and finally, managed to succeed in both tests. He really wanted to tell his mother something about his training, but he was not free to do so. No one was allowed to reveal the training programme to anyone. This is a rule, a law in the school. Just then, a bell rang, indicating the dinner was ready and he went out, wondering what he could tell his mother.
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I have thought for a long time, what to write on the letters and I have to confess they are just short and simple ones. Please make some comments.