I had a friend. Actually, he wasn’t just any friend, he was my very best friend. His name was Xaverl. We’d been the best of friends for a very long time. Xaverl had a little dog. A sausage dog called Panja. Panja has thick, wiry hair. Xaverl really loved Panja. My Friend Xaverl and Me Read more

One day my friend told me he was going to have to go on a long journey soon. To the other end of the world. He wouldn’t be able to take Panja and me with him. And Xaverl knew that we wouldn’t be able to visit him there. We were both very sad. As we [...] Read more

Sometimes I dream about Xaverl at night. During the day, I remember the good times I spent with him. I have lots of wonderful memories of him and the time we spent together. In my mind I picture a hill made of many colorful little packages. Whenever I want to, I go to my hill [...] Read more