Part of my son’s paper
Part of my son’s paper route earnings are required (by me) to go to a charity, preferably one of adequately Evangelical theology. This requirement is currently satisfied by his support of a boy his age in Indonesia, Wahyu.
Wahyu wrote to Zach recently, and I found the translation good enough to be worth sharing:
Dear Zachariah Berglund,
Hello, how are you? I hope you’re doing well. I’m also well. I want to tell you about my experience. I really like soccer. Every afternoon, I play soccer with my friend in the field. I do it every afternoon for it’s not too sunny at that time. I just come back from school in the daylight. On February, the [Compassion International transformational community development] project arranged a sport competition and art competition. I participated in soccer. It’s so fun. We lost for the bodies of our enemies were bigger than us. Although we lost, we still had a spirit and we can laugh and friendly. The important thing is we did a fair play and had a gut. Next time, we’ll be win.
That’s all now. I’ll be so happy if you’ll write me back…. That’s all from me.
Love,
Wyahu
Translation issues aside, not a bad letter for a nine-year-old! I don’t know if he had some help composing it–the untranslated text is clearly in an adult hand, so it is fair to assume so–but the sentiments expressed are those a seemingly well-trained young boy. And the important thing is: he had a gut.


