Writing such a word, Bobby Wabalanginy couldn't help but smile. Nobody ever done writ that before, he thought. Nobody ever writ hello or yes that way!
Roze a wail...
Bobby Wabalanginy wrote with damp chalk, brittle, weak as bone. Bobby wrote on a thin pieceof slate. Movin between languages, Bobby write on stone. With a name like Bobby Wabalanginy he knew the difficulty of spelling.
Boby Wablngn wrote roze a wail.
But here was no whale. Bobby was imagining, remembering...(Prologue).