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In one of my challenges to youtube in finding the obscure, I typed in ‘The Letter People.’ Not only did it show me what I was typing before I could finish, but even directed me to a profile dedicated to The Letter People.
The scarlet letter
In Kindergarten, this was my LOST. I distinctly remember walks to school at 7am discussing what the next letter person we met was. “R is going to be for racer, I know it!” Oh, nieve 6yr old Scott, R is for rubberbands! I would even sneak a peak at next week’s letter, I was that into it.
The Letter People also had a go on television and invited all of us to Letterpeopleland. The show was full of a bunch of low quality puppets and looked to be shot in the [grooooovy] 70’s. So if the Letter People even outdated me, how was I so familiar with them? I would watch them on reruns aired in the middle of the day on PBS, and the beta tapes they were recorded on for my ‘anytime amusement.’ Each letter had a song (Mr. S and Mr. M are a couple of my favorites) and a full phonic explanation of their sound. They made friends with each other and started creating words. After that? Woo boy the world was their playground.
So come and meet the Letter People, come and visit the family. Say hi to Mr. J for junk or Ms. E for exercise, I’m sure old Tall Teeth Mr. T would love to have you over for some Tea. Tea, get it? Thanks to Mom and Mrs. Hosplehorn’s Kindergarden class for introducing me to my 26 friends. If it had been the Teletubbies, we may have all been dead.
The ladies want to make sounds with Mr. R. That just don’t sound Right.
