Dear Mother and Dad:
Since I left for college I have been remiss in writing and I am sorry for
my thoughtlessness in not having written before. I will bring you up to
date now, but before you read on, please sit down. You are not to read any
further unless you are sitting down, okay?
Well, then, I am getting along pretty well now. The skull fracture and the
concussion I got when I jumped out the window of my dormitory when it caught
on fire shortly after my arrival here is pretty will healed now. I only
spent two weeks in the hospital and now I can see almost normally and only
get those sick headaches once a day. Fortunately, the fire in the dormitory,
and my jump, was witnessed by an attendant at the gas station near the dorm,
and he was the one who called the Fire Department and the ambulance. He
also visited me in the hospital and since I had nowhere to live because of
the burnout dormitory, he was kind enough to invite me to share his apartment
with him. It's really a basement room, but it's kind of cute. He is a very
fine boy and we have fallen deeply in love and are planning to get married.
We haven't got the exact date yet, but it will be before my pregnancy begins
to show.
Yes, Mother and Dad, I am pregnant. I know how much you are looking forward
to being grandparents and I know you will welcome the baby and give it the
same love and devotion and tender care you gave me when I was a child. The
reason for the delay in our marriage is that my boyfriend has a minor
infection which prevents us from passing our premarital blood tests and I
carelessly caught it from him. I know that you will welcome him into our
family with open arms. He is kind and, although not well educated, he is
ambitious. Although he is of a different race and religion than ours, I know
your often express tolerance will not permit you to be bothered by that.
Now that I have brought you up to date, I want to tell you that there was
no dormitory fire, I did not have a concussion or skull fracture, I was not
in the hospital, I am not pregnant, I am not engaged, I am not infected,
and there is no boyfriend. However, I am getting a "D" in American History,
and an "F" in Chemistry and I wanted you to see those marks in their proper
perspective.
Your loving daughter,
Sharon |