Post Mail Friend

One of my 4th grade students, Carol, wrote this brilliant story about friendship and goodbyes. She made it up all on her own! I asked her if she got this idea from another book and she said no. Insightful kid! So I asked if I could share her story with some of my friends...
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Keith (pronounced Kathe) is a student. She is very brave. And she has many friends. Her best friend is Jane. They always do something together.

(One day) on Sunday night, Jane called Keith, "Keith, I will go to Canada. Now, I'm so exciting!"
"That's great. What else? Nothing? Ok, bye."

That night, Keith couldn't sleep. 'Can I do well without Jane?'

Next day, in school, Jane wasn't there. A month had gone by, but Jane didn't come back. 'I thought Jane was going to Canada for a few weeks!'

The school ended. Keith ran home. The telephone rang. It was Jane. "I'm sorry, Keith. I have to live here forever."

Keith hung up the phone quietly. It was too terrible to Keith. 'What should I do?'

At night Keith only thought and thought and thought. 'All right, let's think.' A few minutes had gone by. 'Right! A vacation! I have vacation tomorrow! Today is Monday.'

But mother said, "You can't, Keith. We don't have money." Yes, that was a problem. Keith had to think more.

Now, she had an idea, a strange idea.

'Can I get into the post mail?'

Why not? Keith could do anything to meet Jane. She decided to do it one Tuesday. She told mother, "I will sleep in someone's house on Wednesday."

Now, it was Tuesday. Keith bought everything she needed. Keith knew that on Tuesday, Mom will send every post. She got inside and wrote, "Jane Sarah, Canada, Green Village 16-26."

Mom was thinking that Keith had gone to her friend's house. It was the perfect chance. Mom said, "Why is this post too heavy?" But because of the paper that said, "Important, easy to break," Mother didn't open it.

Finally the post arrived.

Jane opened it. She was excited but she didn't know why.

"Keith!" "Oh, Jane, I missed you." Jane hurried to take Keith to the room.

"Oh, Keith, how could you?"

"I just thought and thought," she smiled. "I just wanted to say goodbye and give you a present." The present was a beautiful necklace.

"Oh, it's pretty. And...bye, my friend, Keith. I'll send you back home."

Next day, she went home.

"I'm home, Mom!" "I know, I know, what did you do?" "Um...just...play," she smiled.