Hello Ms. Allison,
I wanted to email to thank you for sending us a letter back. Sometimes I think that people just ignore kids, but you didn’t. We all appreciated that. You are right that we are really big Raptor fans. You can probably tell by all the emails you are getting from our school. Every student in grade six is sending you a personal email.
That was sort of a lie. It was everybody except Ashley and two of her friends. But seventy-one was almost all the grade sixes, and it wasn’t like Ms. Allison would know.
We understand that the Raptors can’t visit every school, and that’s why we’re only asking you to visit ONE school—Clark Boulevard. We think because we are the biggest fans that this would be the best school for Wayne Dawkins to come to. Our school basketball team is called the Clark Cougars. I wish we could be called the Raptors, but I don’t get to choose the names. I think that was decided by some principal who was here a long time ago when the school first opened. It’s not a bad name, I guess, and both Clark and Cougars start with the same letter. Anyway, I am the co-captain of the team. Last year we were the city champions. This year, so far, we are undefeated.
Okay, that wasn’t even a lie. It was the truth until the next game started. Better if I wrote about something else.
We are still offering a pizza lunch for any Raptors that come, and since you work for the Raptors, you could have pizza too. If you do not like pizza, I could get my mother to make you something special. You could choose, but I would recommend her pasta salad. She makes the best one in the world. It would be really nice to have the Raptors come. We know the Raptors don’t give up when they’re losing a game, and we don’t give up so easily either.
Your friend,
Nick
I took a deep breath and then clicked the Send button.