Dear Anita,

Hello, I was looking at my new toy, thinking about how it was new, and that I brought it.  I was about to play with it.  Or maybe later during the day  Iwill.  I have a friend R.  She gets jealous of me sometimes, my mom said.  Sometimes when we have good things others don’t – they get jealous of us.  And then they dont want to be our friend.

i have a big house i moved to recently, and my mom said our family is jealous beause of that.  my mom and dad care about me very much, they always are making sure that i go to all my acitivites and they work very hard.  my daddy works hard as a doctor, and his patients love him.  my mom always does everything with me and cares so much.  we have fun together.

yes they are very bad, they are very mean to my mom.  they are her brothers and sisters and treat her very bad – they put her down and have jealousy because my dad is a doctor.  they always find a way to make her and me feel alone always. they do not invite us to anything like xmas or parties, so we always have to be lonely

sometimes my dad is mean to my mom, she says he has a bad temper.  he gets mad and then he yells. my dad is nice to me but sometimes he gets mad.  one time my grandma came here and she told me to be good, or else my dad will get mad.

i sometimes get in trouble because i don’t behave.  i cry a lot when i was a baby – and so it was not easy for my mom.  and if i act bad and dont behave then its not easy.

we have some neighbors but they are not that nice, they dont like indian people sometimes

i don’t know what that means really. i am mischievous sometimes, and sometimes i get in trouble.  when i visit india they always talk about how i am mischievous. but they always talk about how i look like a doll and that i am precious with beautiful eyes

Dear Anita,

(i do feel calm, although I am at work – it is a good day – the following I am replying, it is tough to say is it me as a 5 year old, or is it my thoughts as an adult thinking as I was 5? does that make sense. well I will try not to over think it, and let it flow)

sometimes my mother is happy and she tells me she is so happy i am there with her.  what would she do without me, everyone makes us feel alone but at least she has me. i am her everything

but sometime my mom gets mad. she says she gave her whole life for me, moved here to America and all for what. she has such a bad life and everyone is so evil to her. and when i misbehave even i cause problems for her. that she is so sad and unlucky. my mom also says how it is so bad – i am a beautiful child and all the children on tv are not even close, but we are not so lucky that i will be on TV because we don’t have the luck.

Dear Anita,

i want to do that for her, but i can’t because I don’t have the good luck.

sometimes people have so much good, but they have back luck – so they can’t get those things.

but some bad people get those things, because they are bad.

i dunno anita, because no matter what we have bad luck.  if we are good, or bad. that is how it is for us (my family)

and i know that we are good people, my mom and dad always say

some people are good. some people are bad.

we are good