I am Ms. F. I am happy to have come your way.
RRR. Said Mr. R. I do not like you Ms. F. Not at all.
And Ms. F went to Ms. T and said, “Mr. R does not like me.”
“Not all letter people like each other”
The End
Just a little story my 5 year old Emma made up. They’re learning the alphabet in kindergarten and the letter people are the stars, and she’s writing stories about them already. By herself.
Adorable.