You? Can you believe it?
Dear Santa.
I know I've already sent my letter to the gift, but now I'm writing because I want to tell you something.
Today the teacher gave us a task in class.
had to talk about our classmate.
I tired to do this task every year makes us do and I never know what to write.
Which is hard to talk about my classmate.
His name is Francis and has the gift.
not know how to explain it well but I told my grandfather and I believe him because it never tells me lies and yells at me when I say them.
told me one day when he heard me say that I think is strange.
Since then I have observed good Francis.
He's all alone, always smiles and the twinkle eyes.
He has blue eyes and white teeth white. Also I want white teeth as his, and I wash them every night before going to bed.
What I regret is that he has no father.
In fact, I once heard a mother and grandmother speak and said that it is strange that without the father Francis always receives many expensive gifts, because the mother does the cleaning in a building and can afford them. Grandma says that the mother of Francis has always been a whore, and those are the gifts of his friends.
What I did not understand, if you're a slut because you do presents? I
presents them only if I do a good boy.
One thing I like about Frank is a backpack.
Io voglio vedere cosa c’è dentro.
Se tu gli chiedi una cosa, lui la tira fuori da lì, anche se sembra vuoto.
Ti serve un quaderno? Lui ne ha uno nuovo e bellissimo e te lo regala.
Hai perso la busta nuova di figurine? Lui ne ha sempre una in più e te la regala.
L’altro giorno Monica piangeva perché aveva perso il portachiavi a forma di orsacchiotto che aveva attaccato all’astuccio.
Francesco lo ha tirato fuori dallo zaino e ha detto che lo aveva trovato per terra.
Monica però dice che il suo era rovinato mentre quello che le ha dato Francesco era nuovo nuovo, ma uguale a quello perso.
Un giorno, alla ricreazione, dei compagni di classe hanno tagliato la coda ad una lucertola con una monetina e poi l’hanno ammazzata.
Quando se ne sono andati Francesco si è avvicinato alla lucertola, si è abbassato e l’ha toccata.
Lo so che nessuno mi crede, ma ha avvicinato la coda al corpo e quella si è attaccata e la lucertola se ne è andata tranquilla.
Io ho avuto paura e dopo scuola sono andato da mio nonno e gli ho detto tutto.
Lui mi ha raccontato che circa otto anni fa, quando io e Francesco non eravamo ancora nati, nel nostro paesello si era scatenata una bufera di neve violentissima proprio la vigilia di Natale.
Faceva tanto freddo e nessuno usciva, tutte le luci di natale che erano per strada si erano fulminate e tutti erano preoccupati.
Nonno era uscito dopo the Christmas Eve dinner even if it was snowing strong, because every year he played cards with friends and did not want to miss.
As he walked near his mother's house of Francis saw a man sneak into the garden and then he too came thinking it was a thief.
I would not be entered but my grandfather is strong and he is not afraid.
Grandpa told me he was going to stop him when he turned one. While
told me he was crying.
He said that the man who turned around shivering in the snow was you. The
look into your eyes is enough to understand it and could not move and talk.
Thou hast laid him on the shoulder and you smiled.
You told him you know what was thinking, in that house there was no baby, just a woman. Then you said that the fireplace is cold when you are alone, even if you bring a sack full of presents.
Then you have cherished and you said you've always deserved his gifts, did you smile and you walked toward the house.
Grandpa says it's nice to have cold if there are two of the mica, but I have this thing happen.
Almost a year after Francis was born and my grandfather says he has the gift and that you are her dad
I know that some things are small and large do not understand, but I just wanted to tell you something: I believe .
Luca.