Karla
Dear Barbie,
Who can forget their first friend? Norman was mine. Everyday he'd come to our back door and shout, unfortunately VERY LOUDLY, "BAAAAAAABE!" I would get so angry, but I don't think Norman even knew I had a name. He just figured since I was younger, I was still a baby.
So one day, I took fate into my own hands, warning him first that if he called me "Babe" one more time, he'd be sorry. The very next morning, he came to our back door, and yes, you can guess, he yelled, "BAAAAAABE!". Sorry to say, I punched him in the stomach, and that ended that episode!
I'll always think fondly of Norman, my first friend.
And of course, of you too, Barbie
Hugs from far away,
Karla
