I don't call that making literature at all.
What has he asked for.
I call literature telling a story as it happens.
Facts of life make literature.
I can always feel rightly about that.
We obtained beads for him and our own pictures in it.
Dear pictures of us.
We can tell anything over.
We gave him colored beads and he made them with paper that he bought himself of two different colors into frames that we sent with our pictures to our cousins and our papas in America.
Can we say it.