Dear Comrade Stalin,My name is Vasha and I am six years old. I am very good boy. When I get big, I want to be General Secretary just like you and have a black mustache. My mother says eat your porridge. I am pretty sure she is a Trotskyite.
Your Friend,
Vasha
Dear Comrade Stalin,
I am glad you are General Secretary. Dress nice and save our country from Counter-Revolutionaries like my little sister who told on me for throwing the cat down the well. The cat had information regarding the activities of Tsarist sympathizers, and I was trying to extract needed information. Please purge her.From Vladimir
Minsk
Dear Comrade Stalin
Alexie Chekhov - pushed me off see-saw - Trotskyite
Valery Pushkin - stole potato I brought for lunch - Trotskyite
Georgy Dementyev - spread false propaganda I wet my bed - Counter-revolutionary pro-Tsarist Trotskyite
Dimitri Yelizarov - looks at me funny, eyes crossed - Trotskyite
Your Comrade,
Yefim
