Gabi+f+letter

Dear Humanities 6 Classmates,

Hi everyone. I’m about to tell you about my reading and writing life, but to make them different from all the others, I will describe them like buildings and places instead of things I do. So we better hurry up and go….

My reading life tour will start in the city and end on the dock. Here in the city the books are huge and arranged by favorites. The two favorite series lie in the middle of the city, larger than any of those around them. Their names are **//Harry Potter//** and **//Artemis Fowl//**. You don’t have to like them, but I definitely recommend them if you haven’t read them. Also among the favorites stand two more books who don’t belong to any series, and again I recommend them. Their names are **//Rumo//** and **//The Phantom Tollbooth//**. By the way, this whole city is fiction, my favorite kind of read. The place is called fairy tale. Now to the parts I don’t like, which lie in the towns and villages. The closest village called Go Look It Up is full of dictionaries that no one wants to go near. The first town is called History Mania, full of guess what? History! Long boring history books sitting all around. You can see as we pass them that most of the other small areas follow the same pattern and we’re passing so many of them that you can’t keep track. The long dusty road and the burning sun are making you very hot and tired. Don’t worry we’re almost there. We should have rented an air conditioned truck though. Well maybe next time. Ah, finally we’re at the sea, and that means this adventure is over, but the next one’s just begun!

Having toured the city of fairy tale and all of the smaller towns, villages, and shacks of my reading world, we step onto the docks and look out at the ocean. Across the expanse of water is the countryside. There is only one way to get there, seeing as there are no boats, we must swim. Bring your scuba gear and a camera, because the writing world begins in the water, and we can’t miss that, can we? Dive in! The fish here are a lot braver than in the real world and won’t run away. They aren’t actually fish though. If you take a closer look, they are really jumbled up letters and words that can be used to fill the many blank pages that lie everywhere where we’re headed. The fish are usually a single short word like ‘swim’ or ‘salmon’. Although most of the things in here are harmless, you should avoid creatures that spell things like ‘electricity.’ Notice the coral reefs made of paragraphs, but don’t stop to read them, we should really get to shore before a storm comes along. The water around you is changing from blue to purple as the giant squid goes past. You should really hurry; there’s a tropical storm on the way. Come on, swim faster, we don’t want to be in the middle of this. I have very bad timing. We climb ashore just as the tornado hits the water, sucking many words, paragraphs, and small essays into it. It pulls away, taking the clouds with it and the sun comes out. That was a tornado of excuses, the place where important papers go missing just before their due date, creating a wimpy excuse even lamer than my dog ate my homework. But, we should go on or we’ll never get to the big city. Here, there’s a horse coming along. Let’s ride! Alright, now we’re at the gates. Now we’re through. See all the buildings? They’re really writing pieces. In the front near the gates you see my favorite kinds of writing, short stories. If we had more time, we could stop and read them, but I want to show you something towards the back in the essay/assignment section. Behind the essay section you’ll see the dreaded boring book review on books that weren’t even worth reading. Oh, we have arrived at our destination! See that building over there? The one that reflects us standing here, even though it’s not a mirror? That building is the letter that I am reading right now, and it is almost over…. We have seen everything, and so it is time to go. If you were listening, thank you, if you were half listening, that’s alright to. If you were almost listening, try a little harder. If you weren’t listening at all, well… maybe next time. I am hoping that maybe you know a little more about me than you did roughly ten minutes ago, and thank you, again. Yours truly, Gabi