Hans Christian wrote:

Dear Annie,

Congratulations on my award.
As for alcoholic drinks, at the place where I am now, they are even more difficult to get.
I remember quite well seeing you as a little girl of nine weeping over my little mermaid. I was touched. Yesterday I spoke about you with my friends Heinrich Heine and Charles Dickens. We agreed that you have some talent. So: Go on! Proceed! Try again!
Don't go into playwriting. I did and I failed. So stick to silly old fairy tales, like I did.
As we are not without influence here, we shall try to punish the English and American publishers, who refuse to publish your best books.
On my video - yes, we have video in the conversation-room - I shall follow the IBBY congress. But believe me, I'll turn it off the moment those professors start trying to convince me that the so-called media, all those chips and clips and floppy disks and disgusting pictures, will eventually prevail over literature, or replace literature.
Language is irreplaceable.
It is written in the Scripture: "In the beginning was the Word." And in my opinion it will stay like that to the end, which could however be very soon, if you people down there go on destroying your own planet.
I hope you will enjoy it, and now I mean Oslo and all that.
See you later,

Your friend H.C.A.

She wrote:

Dear Hans Christian,

I got your award!
Needless to say how happy I am.
Your fairy tales have been part of my life since I was a little girl. I laughed and cried over them when I was nine and they still inspire me. So I felt proud indeed when the news reached me in April. Later on however I got scared. I knew I had to fly all the way to Oslo. As you know we fly in aeroplanes nowadays, not on our own wings anymore. Norway is a beautiful and wonderful country, they told me, although alcoholic drinks are difficult to get. However I was more scared because of the speech I had to make. In English. My accent is terrible, even worse than yours was when you read your story about the ugly duckling to Charles Dickens in London, do you remember?
It is a bit curious and frustrating to make a speech in English when my best books are not available in that language. The international jury had to read my work in German, Japanese and Danish, perhaps to their irritation. The Dutch IBBY (International Board on Books for Young People) kept saying, "Oh, she's very popular in Holland." "So is football," the jury replied, "but because she has been on the nomination list since 1960, we'll take the risk."
And so they did.

Dear Hans, I have been an ugly duck for a long time, now I am an old ugly swan. But still a swan.

Yours forever, respectfully,
Annie M.G. Schmidt.

She wrote:

Dear Hans Christian,

I got your award!
Needless to say how happy I am.
Your fairy tales have been part of my life since I was a little girl. I laughed and cried over them when I was nine and they still inspire me. So I felt proud indeed when the news reached me in April. Later on however I got scared. I knew I had to fly all the way to Oslo. As you know we fly in aeroplanes nowadays, not on our own wings anymore. Norway is a beautiful and wonderful country, they told me, although alcoholic drinks are difficult to get. However I was more scared because of the speech I had to make. In English. My accent is terrible, even worse than yours was when you read your story about the ugly duckling to Charles Dickens in London, do you remember?
It is a bit curious and frustrating to make a speech in English when my best books are not available in that language. The international jury had to read my work in German, Japanese and Danish, perhaps to their irritation. The Dutch IBBY (International Board on Books for Young People) kept saying, "Oh, she's very popular in Holland." "So is football," the jury replied, "but because she has been on the nomination list since 1960, we'll take the risk."
And so they did.

Dear Hans, I have been an ugly duck for a long time, now I am an old ugly swan. But still a swan.

Yours forever, respectfully,
Annie M.G. Schmidt.