We didn't mind that Mr. Beckermann mixed up the letters. Once, he leaned down to me with a handkerchief and said, "Come on, let me wipe your nose!" So what?! "My name is Mackerbenn," says Mr. Beckermann. Understanding Mr. Beckermann is not always easy. Since he was thrown out of the revolving door of a department store, he has been swapping letters. And so it can happen that wandering letter shimmers fly over the blouse...