For the past few weeks Jack has been eagerly checking the mailbox every day (sometimes several times a day) to see if another postcard has arrived.
A couple months ago, my friend Rebecca from Thirteen Red Shoes asked whether we would be interested in a postcard swap (postcard penpals) with other families around the world. YES! She called it Love Postcard | Postcard Love.
I had a penpal when I was about eight. Her name was Deppy and she lived in Greece. We wrote regularly and stayed in contact right through high school and into university. She went off to start a nursing career and I moved to Japan which is when we sadly lost contact. I often think about her and wonder. Deppy was an important part of my life. We shared a lot.
So maybe it was nostalgia which saw me jump with great enthusiasm into Love Postcard | Postcard Love, but what fun Jack and I have had choosing postcards and sending them off.
There is so much I love about having a penpal. I love that Jack is meeting other little children from around Australia and around the world. I love that he anticipates the arrival of each new postcard; that he can’t wait to read it, insisting we read it then and there at the mailbox. I love that he answers the children’s questions out loud, like somehow they can hear him and exclaiming with such delight when one of the children have a similar interest, ‘Mummy I like blocks too! And I’m four too!’
But this humble little postcard is helping Jack to learn so much. With each new postcard we look in the atlas to see where it is from. We look the town up on the internet. We see how far the postcard has travelled.
Jack is also enthusiastic about writing now, wanting to write back straight away. I scribe for him and he signs his name. But it won’t be long before he is writing more words.
Even the trip to the postoffice is a learning opportunity. Jack buys a stamp and hands over the money. Then pops his postcard into the box, sending it on its way.
Oh this little postcard swap is so much fun.