Note 7
Mom,
Well, I'm back home now, and I brought my new friends. You met them all now… What do you think of them? What do you think of their droid? Padmé? Qui-Gon? Jar-Jar?
I'm fine, and so is everyone else. We got back before the storm hit, honest, mom.
Oh, mom…I'm all right. I sat down and rested, though, and I feel better now. Don't worry about me. I have my inhaler, everything's fine.
You say that one of the biggest problems in this universe is that no one helps each other. Watto didn't sign me up for the race tomorrow, and I AM a good pilot…so I thought that maybe I could have Qui-Gon enter me in the race and I could win it and bring back the money for them.
Please…can I do it mom? They won't be able to leave without money.
When will slavery end? I've been a slave my whole life. How are we going to get free? If the Jedi don't free us, who will?
I'm going to show Padmé C-3PO. I hope she likes him.
Bye.
Anakin
