One day a postman came to my village. The postman brought me a letter from my son, Saul.
Is your name Adam ? the postman asked. Yes, I said.
I've got a letter for you. the postman read the envelope: Adam of the village of Minta.
A letter for me. Who is it from ? I asked. The postmen looked at the envelope again. From Saul
he said. He gave me the letter and walked away.
Martha, Martha, I called to my wife. Come here. We have a letter from our son, Saul.
Martha came out and looked at the letter. She was excited but she was also worried.
A letter from Saul, slie said. Is he alive and well ? I'm going to find the school teacher. He can read the letter.