Dear Mulberry,
We were going on a walk. I noticed that two of you had collected things in the barn, so we went closer to inspect. You were striking the flint with a rock to start a fire. You had a big pile of firewood.
You introduced me to your pet. I wondered if you had a pet T-Rex, a pet ghost, a pet???
It was your pet ghost. You were going to roast and feed it marshmallows. Then there was sticky marshmallow goo all over the ghost. Your pet ghost had a mouth. That’s how it could eat roasted marshmallows and say Boooooooo!
Love,
Teacher Michelle