Immediately, Lencho went up to the window to ask for paper and ink. On the public writing-table, he started to write, with much wrinkling of his brow, caused by the effort he had to make to express his ideas. When he finished, he went to the window to buy a stamp which he licked and then affixed to the envelope with a blow of his fist. The moment the letter fell into the mailbox the postmaster went to open it. It said: “God: Of the money that I asked for, only seventy pesos reached me. Send me the rest, since I need it very much. But don’t send it to me through the mail because the post office employees are a bunch of crooks. Lencho.”
Lencho immediately went up to the window and requested paper and ink. He sat down at the public writing table and began to write, his brow furrowed by the effort required to articulate his thoughts. When he was done, he proceeded to the window and bought a stamp, which he licked and then slapped on the envelope with a fist. The postmaster went to open the letter as soon as it fell into the mailbox. "God: Only seventy pesos of the money I requested arrived," it said. Please send the rest to me, as I am in desperate need of it. But don't mail anything to me since the post office personnel are a bunch of fraudsters. Lencho.”
|Wrinkling||To grimace and cause lines and folds on the face|
|Brow||A person's forehead|
|Affix||To stick, attach, or fasten (something) to something else|
|Fist||A person's hand when the fingers are bent in towards the palm and held there tightly, typically in order to strike a blow or grasp something|
|Crook||A person who is dishonest or a criminal|
National Council of Educational Research and Training (2007). First Flight. A Letter to God-G.L.Fuentes (pg. 1 - 7). Published at the Publication Division by the Secretary, National Council of Educational Research and Training, Sri Aurobindo Marg, New Delhi..