Dear NHL Players,
Me and my friends at recess tried to guess when you will be doing a take back. I guessed before this weekend is over. I hope so because the winner gets first pick the next time we play boot hockey. Your take backs are really funny because the guys with the microphones must be very bad at what they do. My dad called you guys liars, and that made me cry, but my mom said it's not true. She said that sometimes people make mistakes and that's why pencils have erasers. I love my mom. She is so smart and pretty and smells like her shampoo. Sometimes when she washes my hair she uses her shampoo on me. One time I got some in my eyes and it stung really bad and I screamed. I don't swear in front of mom anymore.
I asked my dad what leverage means. He said it's when you have someone lying over a barrel. I didn't really understand him at first, but then he asked me if I had heard of these names before. They are are Bob Boughner, Vincent Damphousse, Daniel Alfredsson, Bill Guerin, Trent Klatt and Arturs Irbe. Irbe is a funny name. If I drink a coke really fast I can burp his name two times in a row. My mom says it's rude to do it in front of the company but they all laughed. Except Father Dixon. Then my mom sent me to my room. I said it wasn't fair because she laughed too. So I have time to kill until dinner and I am writing this letter to you. It's fun because I like to use crayons. The drawing at the top of this page is me and my dad. I drew hair on me but my dad doesn't have hair.
My dad told me the 7 players earned almost 25 million dollars last year. That's a big number. I can only count to 50. He said a salary is like my allowance. If I do all my chores he gives me some money. Sometimes, if I do a really good job putting the dishes in the dish washer he gives me something called a bonus. One time I dropped a plate right into the garbage can. It was too yuchy to reach in and pick it up so I just left it there and took the garbage right out to the curb to hide it. My dad said he was proud of me for doing a chore that wasn't on my chore list. I got a bonus. Don't tell my dad or else I will have to give back my bonus. I am saving my money. The last time I went to a hockey game Jaromir Jagr said it would cost me 10 dollars for his autograph. My dad must know him because he yelled at him. My dad only yells at people he knows. It's usually me.
Anyway, my dad said leverage is when the 7 players can tell the rest of the players what to do because they get paid so much more money than everyone else. He said they have so much leverage that they have the players over a barrel. He wouldn't tell me what this means, so I'm going to ask my teacher Mrs Feather on Monday. My dad will be proud that I went to find the answer on my own. I hope I get a bonus becuase I already have 6 dollars saved up for that autograph. Leverage doesn't sound fair. I don't like it when people tell me what to do if I don't really want to do it. My mom makes me go to church but there are a lot of old people there. I don't complain because we stop at Tim Horton's on the way home. There are 6 of them between the church and my house. They always have lines. Timbits are cool.
My friend Joey is older than me so he's really smart. We play together at the baby sitters. He's funny, but he smells like rice. He said that right now all hockey players are being mean to the fans because they say you don't like the fans. I told him he was wrong and that the players love us and want to play hockey for us. He said no way.
Wow, it's already dinner. I have to go. I get my own cupcake for desert. Do you like cupcakes?
Your friend,
Timmy Rowe
St Patrick's
Grade 3
Teacher: Mrs Feather