My Project: 365 Creative Writing Prompts
Day 13: Letters. Make reference to a famous letter
Because of the internet, people today enjoy instant communication. Someone writes an email and within seconds can expect a reply. Or contact someone via chat and create an instant conversation.
While this is a very convenient way of interaction, very few people today know the pleasure of writing a letter and the joyful anticipation of a reply.
When I was a teenager I had several pen pals and waited for the mailman every morning. Sitting by the window, I saw him push his bike up the street and almost from door slip something in the mailbox. Would he have something for me? When I heard a thud in our mailbox I knew something had arrived.
I used to rush through the house, open the small wooden door of the mailbox and fish out whatever was just delivered.
More sweet anticipation followed as I sifted through the envelopes looking for those addressed to me.
Responding to those letters was just as enjoyable. Sitting at the dining room table, a block of crisp white lined paper in front of me and a fountain pen on the side. I use to love the feel of that silky paper and the sound of the pen scratching as it formed letters and words.
I wonder if Napoleon felt the same when he wrote:
My Dearest Josephine, I wake filled with thoughts of you. Your portrait and the intoxicating evening which we spent yesterday have left my senses in turmoil. Sweet, incomparable Josephine, what a strange effect you have on my heart!
Poor man, who knows how long it took for his letters to be delivered and how long he had to wait for a response. I wonder how Josephine felt. Each time Napoleon went off to battle she must have wondered if she'd ever see him again, and a letter would have been a sign of life.
In due time, I moved on from pen and paper to a typewriter. I admired those machines the way my friends admired shoes, boots, and handbags. From behind the showroom window, they beckoned for me to come closer, enticing me with their shiny black, white, mint green or powder blue cases, detailed with black or white keyboards. Side by side they stood, fighting for my attention.
A whole year I saved up part of my pocket money so I could have one of those machines for my very own. Do kids still do that today, save up for something?
I’ll never forget the day when I brought my ‘baby’ home. Using two fingers I could now hammer out letters to my pen pals at a fraction of the time it used to take me.
Over the years my little typewriter was replaced by a much more sophisticated electric machine, followed by several desktop computers and finally laptops.
Does anyone these days still use typewriters or write letters for that matter?
Feel free to comment, I'd love to hear from you.
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