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Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Today's Writing Prompt: Pen Pal

Remember being a pen pal as a kid? What was special about that?
Posted by ~Abbey~ at 5:30 AM

4 comments:

June Calender said...

I was a farm girl in Indiana, my pen pal was a young merchant marine from Australia whose ship took him to all kinds of exotic ports between Sydney and Hong Kong -- it was the first I heard of Indonesia, Malaysia, Tahiti, Fige, etc ... I still have the letters tucked somewhere.

January 23, 2013 at 6:13 AM
Granny Sue said...

I always wanted one but never had a pen pal. My life was so routine as a child that I had nothing exciting to write about, or so I thought. Now, looking back, I realize the richness of those simple days.

January 23, 2013 at 6:38 AM
Graciegreen said...

My pen pal was from Germany. I was in 7th grade. Her name was Irmtraud Rathjen. I was so amazed that she wrote such perfect English. Her letters were so exciting to me. Mine to her were from a turkey farmer in Michigan...

January 23, 2013 at 7:16 PM
Minjonet4337 said...

I had several pen pals growing up, most of them I met at summer camp. But one was a girl who shared a birthday with me, AND she had a twin! She and I are still friends on Facebook. I met her through Brio magazine for girls. We didn't have a lot in common, but it was fun to just write about our different lives to each other. Once she sent me a Christmas gift, and I was so overblown by gratitude that I've kept the items all these years.

January 24, 2013 at 7:13 PM

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