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WRITING LETTERS TO PEN PALS . SO WILL YOU BE MINE , OKAY? THE BEST NEWS IS THAT MY MOM’S GOING TO GET ME A BRA . IT HAS ELASTIC SO IT COULD FIT AND I WON’T NEED AN UNDERSHIRT ANYMORE . RSVP
    LOVE .
    CECILIA BLOOM .
    DEAR CEE CEE .
    MY MOM SAID I SHOULD SEND YOU A COPY OF THIS DUMB PICTURE . EVEN THOUGH 1 HATE IT. YESTERDAY WHEN WE GOT THEM SHARON WHITMAN WHO SITS NEXT TO ME AND GOT MINE BY MISTAKE SAID I AM SO SKINNY I LOOK LIKE OLIVE OYL WHICH IS THE SKINNY GIRL IN POPEYE AND I CRIED .
    MY MOM SAYS SHARON WHITMAN IS ONLY JEALOUS AND SHE SAID THAT POPEYE AND THE MEAN GUY WHO HAS THE BEARD BOTH LOVE OLIVE OYL SO SHE MUST BE PRETTY GOOD EVEN IF SHE’S SKINNY .
    MOM HAS PUT THIS PICTURE INTO A FRAME AND EVERY TIME I COME HOME FROM SCHOOL I TURN THE FRAME TO THE WALL AND SHE GETS MAD . HA HA.
    DO YOU HAVE ANY PICTURES?
    BERTIE W. XX OO P.S. SEND ME ONE .
    DEAR BERTIE .
    I NEVER ASKED YOU IF YOC7 HAVE ANY BROTHERS AND SISTERS . I DON’T . DO YOU?
    SOMETIMES I PRETEND I DO AND I LEAVE ROOM FOR HER IN MY BED AND SLEEP ALL THE WAY OVER ON ONE SIDE .
    HERE’S A PHOTO OF ME AT SCHOOL . IT IS YUCKY BUT LEONA TRIED TO IRON MY HAIR LIKE A TABLECLOTH AND I LOOK REALLY DRIPPY . ANYWAY , / AM FINE . ARE YOC7? MY MOM TAKES ME TO DANCING SCHOOL EVERY DAY . OTHERWISE I WOULD HAVE MORE TIME TO WRITE YOU .
    CEE CEE .
    P.S.I AM SAVING YOUR LETTERS IN A SHOEBOX . THEY ARE THE FIRST REAL MAIL THAT EVER CAME TO ME.
    DEAR CEE .
    GOT YOUR LAST LETTER ON FRIDAY AND IT WAS ALSO A SPECIAL DAY FOR ANOTHER REASON RECAUSE I HAD MY FIRST REAL DATE!!
    IT WAS SORT OF DUMB BECAUSE HIS FATHER DROVE US TO THE MOVIES AND THEN WE WALKED TO WEINSTEIN’S (A DELICATESSEN ) FOR A SANDWICH AND THEN HE CALLED HIS FATHER AND WE WAITED OUTSIDE OF WEINSTEIN’S FOR HIM TO PICK US UP, RUT , ROY , DID I HAVE FUN!!! HE PUT HIS ARM AROUND ME AND EVERYTHING . (MY MOTHER WILL KILL ME IF SHE FINDS THIS!!!!)
    MY MOTHER SAYS THIRTEEN IS TOO YOUNG TO HAVE DATES RUT IF WE DIDN’T GO ON HAYRIDES OR ANYTHING , ONLY MOVIES , THEN IT’S OKAY .
    OH! THIS BOY’S NAME IS SANFORD GLASS . HE HAS RED HAIR . BUT I DON’T LOVE HIM . (YET!!!)
    LOVE , BERTIE .
    Dear Bert.
    I am so relieved. Today my dad agreed with Leona that I don’t have to go to college. It would be a waste of time and money for me since I’m going to be a star and that’s something you can’t learn about in school. Right?
    Anyhow, I hate school. I am a moron in math. I got a D in algebra, and that was just lucky. In English I’m better, because I like reading the stuff we have to read there, but I can’t write good papers. The only time I like to write is these letters to you because I know you better than some kids in New York. I mean, I know more about you. Maybe it’s because when someone writes things down, they don’t have to look you in the eye, or have you look them in the eye or something.
    I am so glad I’m almost graduating. Not just because I won’t have any more homework ever again in my life ( YAY ), but because I don’t like the kids in my school very much. The girls are all snobs and think they’re real big if they’re pretty or if their dads have money or nice cars. I don’t care about them. In fact, I hate them, so it will be nice to never have to see their snobby faces again.
    Leona bought me this dumb stationery with ballerinas on it for my birthday. I think it’s kind of jerky. Do you? Oh yeah. Thanks for that key ring you sent me for my birthday. How did you know I like Elvis? I guess I told you one time. Some of the girls in my school think he’s filthy, but I think he’s soooo gorgeous, and even though
    I don’t drive a car I put my key to the apartment on it and get to look at Elvis every day when I get home and take my key out of my purse.
    Anyway, it’s really late at night, and if Leona comes out to go to the bathroom and sees my light on, she’ll brain me ‘cause I have an audition tomorrow for some children’s show in Greenwich Village, so I’m going to put this in