Blog# 6 Letter to Mcdonalds

Dear McDonald's,

I love your fries! Even though they are greasy and fattening, something about them makes me crave more. I don't care what you put in your fries to make them so good but keep on adding it because that's what makes you my most favourite fast food restaurant in the entire world. You may be wondering why I like you so much, well, it is because of your amazingly delicious fries. Each golden fry that I eat is like heaven in a stick. My mouth waters as I think about the crispness of your fry as I bite into it, the explosion of flavour in the soft insides, and the joy I receive when it goes down my throat and into my stomach. All my taste buds are tingling now after writing that and I can't wait to go and buy my fifth daily serving of large fries from you. Even though I truly do not wish to stop eating fries, you must help me curb my appetite for them because I am sure that I am addicted to them. If I even miss one of my 10 scheduled fry binges, I cannot function and huddle in a dark corner. My friends have told me that unless they approach me with fries, I attack them and one has even shown me a scar I have given him. This is very serious and although I love you and your fries very much, I love my friends more and you will find a way to help me or I will sue you.

Sincerely, Bobette

Blog#5 Letter To Yumihiko Kawahara

For all you people who don't know, I read a lot of manga and Plant Doll is one that I have finished recently. It inspired me to write my fifth blog to its author, Yumiko Kawahara. This manga is about living dolls that supposedly have the 'smile of an angel' if you nourish it correctly and give it lots of love. They smile only for their owner and people all over the world desire a plant doll for their breath taking beauty.The dolls are kind of like the wands in Harry Potter, you can choose a doll, but you can not buy it until the doll chooses you. Likewise, you can just be visiting the shop and the doll awaken from their slumber and choose you forcing you to buy the doll. The series consists of 4 volumes that each have a number of chapters that vary from 27 to 40 to 69 pages. Each chapter is a new story about a plant doll and its owner and each story has its own twist.

The chapter that I will write about in this blog is called ' Potpourri doll' and is about a man that has recently come to a city and for some reason hates the 'smell' that it has. In order to appease his daughter who does not talk because of a incident in her past, he buys a plant doll that looks exactly like her. The plant doll that he bought is a type of doll that takes scent balls (kind of like a perfumed sachet) with every meal that allows it to release a so-called 'tantalizing scent'. The story progresses and the doll and the daughter start to act alike as well which leads to people not being able to tell them apart even more. The father of the girl also starts to become even more irritated with the horrible smell that the city has and ends up firing everyone one that works for him in a effort to disperse the smell. The smell is still not gone and he goes to his daughter who is the one of the few in the city that does have the smell in order to calm himself down. He picks her up to hug her only to realize that she has somehow managed to give off the loathsome smell as well. He throws her aside in horror thinking that he accidentally picked up the doll and immediately picks it up again to return it to the shop in which he bought it from. When he comes back his female companion asks him where the doll is. Tired from his trip he tells her that he returned it and tells her to go away. Horrified, she tells him that he did not return the doll but instead he returned his daughter. The chapter ends with the plant doll shop owner holding the daughter and asking her if she thinks her daddy will ever return.

Dear Yumiko Kawahara,

I absolutely love Plant Doll. It is amazing and I love how each chapter has a twist in it. My favourite one is the one about the potpourri doll. It's so interesting and it carries a certain kind of ominous feeling in it that I usually don't see in other books. The whole time I was reading that chapter I felt that something creepy was going to happen at the end and it did, the man ended up taking his own daughter back to the shop instead of the doll. I wonder if the man will ever go back to the plant doll shop to retrieve his daughter because his daughter is the one giving off the scent that he detests so much. His daughter is also the one that won't speak and has unfeeling eyes that scare anyone that looks into them. I think that the reason his daughter is giving off the scent is because she was also eating the perfume balls that the doll ate. What I think is weird though is that the lady who was taking care of the man's daughter and the plant doll also ate the scent balls but never gave off the scent that nauseated the man so much. In the end, the man thinks that the doll is the one that gives off the smell but I don't think it's true because the smell was there before he bought the doll. Which means that the poor doll never did anything and it was the man who probably had a problem, not the doll or the city that he lived in. I think that Plant Doll is a fabulous manga, and I wish that you can write more manga that is like it.

Sincerely, Polka Dots

Blog #4 Oakville`s Letter

Dear Toronto,
You are my ray of sunlight in this polluted world. I admire all that you do and strive to be the stunning city that you are. I revere everything about you and wish for us to become the best of friends. You are like the big brother that I've always wanted. I gaze at you every night with your beautiful skyscrapers and am filled to the brim with longing to be the wonderful metropolis that you are. I absolutely idolize you, and I can't stress that fact enough. Please, just notice my existence and become friends with me. I am a newborn town that needs the guidance of someone older and more experienced to help me, and I know that you are the perfect candidate. I won't be of any burden to you and it won't matter if you mistreat me. All I need is just to be beside you and get to know you better. The love I feel for you is unconditional, everlasting and true to the depths of my heart. I wish with vigour that you will come to accept me and allow me to be by your side. I will be there for you whenever you need me, I will listen to all of your orders no matter how impossible they may be and the only reason I exist will be to fulfill your yearnings. I trust that you will see that my feelings for our soon-to-be friendship is true and anticipate the day when we are finally best friends.

Sincerely, Oakville

Blog #3 Alien`s Letter

Dear humans of the Earth,

Why must you discriminate us so? We aliens are kind and loving creatures but you always portray us as evil man eating things. In reality, we love sparkly rainbows and big fluffy hearts and we absolutely adore puffy pink clouds. In fact, the latest fashion trend in our little universe of aliens is being dyed pink and then tattooing hearts all over the body. In my limited understanding of human desires, I am pretty sure that pink hearts are a sign of cuteness. I do not comprehend why you do not love us, I mean, I am even calling my own people the weird word that you have chosen for us, alien. The real name of our race is Boogoowoolooladoobeedoowa. If you find it too complicated to pronounce, you can shorten it to just Boogoowoolooladoobeedoo. It truly is a terrible thing to be hated in this galaxy because you are misunderstood. How I long for the past days, when you humans actually understood our true nature. Our existence means nothing to you now when before, we taught you the secrets of fire and metalworking. You used to worship us like gods but that has all deteriorated into nothingness. Our originally glorious lives have been turned into things of miserableness and dullness. I beg you, on behalf of my race, to please understand us for who we truly are. After all, of which race was the being who said 'Don't judge a person before you know them?' Please, just appreciate us for who we really are.

Sincerely,

The honourable Prime Minister of Boogoowoolooladoobeedoowa,

Bellabob

Blog #2 Wii Remote`s Letter

Dear chubby kid who uses me all the time,

I think you should get your obese butt off the couch where you always grip me with that sweaty hand and get outside to get a life. I mean the moment you come home from school, you always flop onto the couch and turn on the Wii. I then get used for at least 2 hours straight and get to hear you grunt and sweat as you fail to play a random game. Don't you have a life?! If you were a normal kid, you'd probably be playing some sport or riding your skateboard after school but since you're a fat lazy cow, all you do is play games. Haven't you noticed the cellulite on you stomach and your behind? Well I've certainly noticed it, and every time I get crushed under that gross thing that you call a butt, my battery goes dead. My battery is basically my life and it has gone dead about 27 times already, so basically if I was a human, you would have killed me 27 times because of your cellulite. Don't you think that's just the teeniest bit disgusting? Oh, I also have another deal to settle with you, I've noticed recently that your already blubbery hand has gotten even fatter and because of this, I am over heating quite often and each time I over heat, I faint and disconnect. Me and you both find it horrible so I demand you to stop growing fatter! If you're going to whine about not being able to lose all that pudginess, my buddy the Wii has pictures to prove otherwise. Mr.Wii, as we shall call him, has connections to Santa's secret army of elf spies, as mentioned in my previous post, and he has been able to obtain pictures of you before you received me and Mr. Wii. In those pictures, you are quite skinny and look fit and normal. It is when you obtained us that you became a fat loser and as loving gaming devices of yours, we will present you with 2 options. Either you go outside and become fit or we will self destruct. If you think that we are bluffing, just you wait and soon enough you'll see 2 little, tiny mushroom clouds erupt in your living room. Remember, your loving gaming devices will ALWAYS be watching over you. <3

Sincerely, The Wii controller and his buddy the Mr. Wii

Blog #1 Monsieur Doggito`s Letter

Dear Owner,
I am Monsieur Doggito and I am your pet dog, I have recently learned how to write under the tutelage of my incredibly wise master Senorita Poodela, that is how I am writing this letter to you now. Poodela has taught me many things like reading and counting in the human language and it is because of those skills that I now demand you change my diet and my exercise routines. I realized when I went on your scale the other day that I was gaining a pound every week and that it was not good for my health. I thought a bit more about why this could happen to me and I realized that all those days I had spent lazily around the house because I was bored have now come back to get me. I do not want to be an ugly old wrinkled dog! The truth is, I have a crush on Senorita Poodela and I wish to become fit and handsome for her. The only way I can do that is if you relieve me of my long boring afternoons and give exercise toys. You also need to give me better dog food so that I will have a balanced diet and you need to let me outside more so that I will not become the lazy couch potato you are. I also desperately need a bath. Preferably a rose scented one so that I can seduce Poodela with my lustrous scent. Now that I think about it, you should give me a whole makeover. You must hand my mangy old self over to the most luxurious spa in the city and only then will I be a dog fit for Poodela. If you don't... I warn you, I know your darkest secrets and I could expose them to your girlfriend whenever I want. Remember, replace those dull boring afternoons with exquisite makeovers for me!

Your most faithful dog,
Monsieur Doggito

Second School Assignment, Letter to the Housekeeper

Dear evil housekeepers and maids,
Stop destroying my defenses! The mailcious fly army and their allies are planning to have insect war 3 with us spiders again and I am one of the generals in charge of making the defenses and protecting spider kingdom. But SOMEBODY( nudge nudge) keeps on destroying them!(no names mentioned) I am really annoyed with you people and I demand that you stop aiding those disgusting flies. They have killed many of my brethren and I am keen to pay them back. You may have noticed by now but every time you destroy a web you feel drowsy. This is because I put my super-secret-nobody-knows-what-it's-made-out-of sleeping concotion on it. It's supposed to trap the flies and make them fall asleep so we can roast them later and present them as sacrifices to our gods but yet again you are there disrupting all of our plans. These plans take days of planning because even in human terms they are complicated and spider's brains are well, not that big and my brain is bigger than rest so think of how hard it is for me to make these plans! So if you don't want your petty house to be taken over by flies and other nasty things, I highly suggest you stop destroying my webs.
Sincerely, General Spider