Dear Mr. Lehman,

I met you last summer at my grandma‘s house. Since then my grandma gave me your Dog Island trilogy to read. I have just finished the third book. I enjoyed all of the books very much.  I thought they were very well written.

I enjoyed learning about a native boy’s struggle to decide to live by the “old ways” or by the “white man’s ways.” The most interesting thing I read was when Raymond and his step brother went to Dog Island on his snowmobile and crashed on the lake. It was packed with adventure and drama. I thought the mystery was very suspenseful and it inspired me to keep reading.

I understand that Raymond’s search to find his grandfather ends when he resolves that he can be an indian and a white man. He says, “I can have a job as a mechanic, have both indian and white friends and I know I can live by the old ways if I want to.”  I am glad that Raymond was able to find his true place in life.

I imagine that as a teacher in Slave Lake you may have met many boys like Raymond.

Thank you for the enjoyable reading experience.

Sincerely,

2.

Dear Mr. Lehman

I am doing a book report on one of your books and am having a hard time finding information on you for my Biography part of my report. I am a grade 8 student and have chosen your book for my Canadian author project. Can you please assist me in completing this portion. Thank you for your time.

Feb. 2012

Aaron A. Lehman

“Help!” I cried.

Sweat poured down.

Breathing slowed.

Pain seeped into the inner soul.

“Help!”

The sound echoed through the dense everglades.

No one to hear.

Alone.

Flesh on flesh.

Reptile on human.

The massive Boa Constrictor succeeded in slithering a coil of reptile flesh around my naked leg.

“Help!  Please!”

A dim light appeared through the fading daylight.

Knife!

Backpack!

Don’t struggle.

Open the pocket slowly.

Oh!  No!  I’m moving.

Slowly the snake stretched from side to side with rhythmic muscular ripples.

Crushing sounds from broken leg bones pierced the air.

Searing pain prompted screams of anguish that echoed through the marsh.

“Help!  Help!”

No one to hear.

Alone.

Flesh on flesh.

Reptile on human.

Moving deeper into the water.

Who can help?

Knife!

An evening hike, along an overgrown path, turned deadly when lost footing caused a slip into a drainage ditch.  The water felt great after the scorching heat of the Florida day.

“Help!  Help!”

Breathing slowed.

Pain spread upward and seared the brain.

Blood!

Attract a predator!

Knife!

The head of the beast swayed back and forth.

Its eyes penetrated and glistened.  Its body continued to coil.

Head to head.

Flesh on flesh.

Reptile on human.

Flash of steel.  Blood gushed from the beast.

“Help!  Help!”

Alone.

Flesh on flesh.

Reptile on human.

Rhythmic muscle movement slows.

Tension on crushed leg lessens.

Splash.

Flash of white teeth.

Flesh on flesh.

Reptile on reptile.

Red lights flashing in the distance.

Sweet sleep.

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Without warning, the next ridge ridge rose out of the haze.  Its vertical spires of ice reflected a variety of blue-green hues in the dim light and looked like a crystal chandelier waiting to be smashed.  Rising several feet in the air, the snowmobile crunched up one side and launched intro the wind.  Screaming, yelling and crying rang out through the bleak sky and blizzard wind, but there was no one to hear.

Some ridges had jagged peaks pointing skyward.  The snowmobile launched from one peak to the next with a rhythmic thump.  Larry screamed for him to stop, but Raymond loved the adrenalin rush surging through his body.  Is this what it feels like to be a warrior on a raiding party, riding a horse at breakneck speed?  Would I make a good warrior?  Am I brave?  Do I have courage?

Without warning, the next ridge rose out of the haze.  Its vertical spires of ice reflected a variety of blue-green hues in the dim light and looked like a crystal chandelier waiting to be smashed.   Rising several feet in the air, the snowmobile crunched up one side and launched into the wind.  Screaming, yelling and crying rang out through the bleak sky and blizzard winds, but there was no one to hear.  Raymond tried frantically to control the machine.

“Water!” Raymond screamed in sheer panic.

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