Yesterday, as I was giving Julie, a fellow missionary, a ride home in the rain, she told me that she was told one of her letters was hanging on a bulletin board outside the post office. I asked if she had gotten it yet. She hadn´t. So we went to get it.
When we arrived and the post office was closed. Sure enough, there was an envelope addressed to her stapled along with another letter to a bulletin board as an example of what a letter looks like. We ripped out the 6 staples and I took her home. It was from her pen pal and had arrived in Guatemala back in January.
Ruth, our neighbour who discovered the letter, had asked the postal worker if the person the letter was addressed to knew the letter was stapled to the bulletin board. He said yes and that she had given them permission to use it as an example.