I'll have to be satisfied with slithering around on the rink's rented skates. Mom has my skates yet, if she bothered to pack them with her, but they are not for me anymore. I've got to have figure skates and the the [sic] very best

The flying cadet test Might have passed and then again, probably not. So I'm still keeping on with my preparations - say I wrote you and told you about that in my last letter. That's what comes of writing every week - I'm repeating myself