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I didn't even know he liked football

As a writing project over the past few weeks the students in Jack's class have been tasked with writing letters to each other. On Friday Jack brought home the letters his classmates wrote to him. This one is my favorite.


"Dear Jack: I like how you play football at school all the time at school so did you lern how to play football at your howse with somebody at your howse to play football so you can lern football so you can play at school all the time with your friend at school do you like to play football"

All that work and it's not even signed. Awesome.

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auntie m said…
So does he like to play football?

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