Dear Mr Keon
Yesterday was supposed to be my second favourite day of the year after Christmas. Halloween. I had a Batman mask and shirt but it was cold so I had to put a jacket over the shirt. Then I had to take Jane with me. She did not have a costume or a mask so father got a paper bag and cut out eyes nose and a mouth and coloured it with black whiskers and called it a cat. Jane cried and cried and said it was ugly. She is a winer but she was right because it was a dum mask. I just wanted to go so I gave her my Robin mask. Finally we went and father came with us. Even though it was cold there were lots of people out.
Our bags got almost full fast. We got lots of my favourite treats like tootsie rolls, razzles and gobstoppers but no snickers. We also got some apples. I do not know why people give out apples. We went up and down Henry street and along Baldwin street then up Beverley street and when we turned onto College street I saw someone across the street with a John Lenin mask staring at me. I stopped because I thought it was Rollie. But then he waved to someone behind us and called out hey John and started to laugh.
We saw that the man behind us was also wearing a John Lenin mask.
There were two John Lenins now but there could not be two Rollies. Then I saw the 2nd John Lenin weared a jean jacket so he had to be Rollie. I was sure. He made a fist and banged up and down like it was hammer or like he was ready to pound someone. He speeded up and turned the corner at Ross street and was gone.
Father reached for me and Jane. Who was that father asked.
I tried to be funny and said everybody knows John Lenin except that is a foney. I am starting to think that father is a bit like the Amazing Kreskin and can see things because he looked like he did not believe me.
All of a sudden I did not care what was in our full bags.
Your friend,
Johnny Wong