1. November 2014.
Dortmund, Deutschland.
Dear Juju (Yes! I gave you a ridiculous nickname. Frid and Juju, I like it),
You could have written the first letter with 'oh hey, my name is Jürgen Damm and I'm a professional football player'. Why wouldn't I want to know this? Football is my favorite sport and now we can talk about it together. And from now on, consider me a Club Pachuca fan. Gotta support my people, even if its only half of you that is German.
Wow, you really know your history. What degree are you trying to get at the university? You would make a great historian.
I'm surprised that Pachuca has been around longer than teams like Real Madrid, and even Borussia Dortmund, and was created only a year after Bayern, yet it doesn't have the same level of prestige.
This is an outrage!
You sound like you're good with kids. I would like to see that.
The recipe for the carne asada sandwiches saved my life. I made them with my mom and we really liked them. My family actually liked thwm a bit better than the tacos, though the tacos were so delicious too. Remember to send me more recipes while your mum works on my book!
You laughed at my drawing? I don't mean to disappoint you, but I DID draw that. My sister Sabine said you would laugh. Before I put it in the envelope she saw it and she laughed too. She can actually draw pretty well. She got it from my dad. He's an architect. I got my drawing abilities (or lack of them) from my mom. She also could not draw to save her life. I remember once when I was a child, she helped me with a drawing project and my brother Thomas walked into the livingroom, looked at our progress, and laughed for (I'd say) an hour straight.
I wore your jersey yesterday.
My family liked it and were wondering if they can send some money over so you can get them one.
Goodluck on your next game!
Sincerely,
Frid.
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a new letter for you guys!
thank you so much for reading and i hope you have a great weekend.
i love you.
-clary xx
