Love That Dog

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Description

An excerpt of Love That Dog by Sharon Creech. A book that shows how one boy named Jack finds his voice with the help of a teacher, a pencil, some yellow paper, and of course, a dog.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Teen (13-17)

Accents

North American (General)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
dear Mr walter Dean Myers. You probably don't want to hear from me because I'm only a boy and not a teacher and I don't use big words and you probably won't read this. Or even if you do read it you probably are way too busy to answer it. Let alone do the thing I'm going to ask you and I want you to know that's okay because our teacher says writers are very very very big busy trying to write their words and their phone is ringing and the facts is going and the bills need paying and sometimes they get sick. I hope you are not sick. Mr walter Dean Myers or their families get sick or their electricity goes off or the car needs fixing or they have to go to the grocery store or do the laundry or clean up messes. I don't know how you find the time to write your words. If you have to do all that stuff, maybe you should get a helper. So what I'm asking you is this if you ever get the time to leave your house and if you ever feel like visiting a school where there might be some kids who like your poems, would you ever maybe think about maybe coming maybe to our school which is a clean place with mostly nice people in it. And I think our teacher Miss stretch Berry would maybe even make brownies for you because she sometimes makes them for us. I hope I haven't too much stopped you from doing your riding of words and fixing your car and getting groceries and all that stuff just to read this letter which probably is taking you maybe 15 minutes. And in that time you could have maybe written a whole new poem or at least the start of one. And so I am sorry for taking up your time. And I understand if you can't come to our clean school and read some of your poems to us and let us see your face, which I bet is a friendly face. My name is Jack by Mr walter Dean Myers.