Lot #16 Hellshire Park,

Ostrich Avenue,

Hellshire hills,

P.O

St. Catherine,

Jamaica

W.I

August 8, 2001

Dear Faiza,

I really don’t know what to writ to you, since I send you emails almost every day.

But please excuse my bad hand writing I don’t writ as pretty as you would think, so does my mom I guess it runs in the family. And have you ever seen how a doctor writs? They say the reason why they write so badly is because they don’t wan’t any one to copy their hand writing. Speaking of doctors what would you like to be when you get older? I wan’t to be a doctor when I grow up. But I can’t stand the sight of blood. And the reason why I wan’t to be a doctor is because is seems like every career in the world being a doctor or lawyer is the only choice. I don’t know why and that what I think so out of those two I prefer being a doctor.

Speaking of careers I met this girl she is 19 and she lives in Pakistan and she is a business woman she said something about stock marketing, I’m  not sure but she said she wanted to be my friend. As usual I said yes she said she wanted to know me so I told her a little about me.

I join this thing I don’t remember the name of it but you create an ad and people from all over he world send you mail its kind of a pen pal thing. And now I’m getting mails strangers and learning about cultures.

I love you.

Yours sincerely

Horatia Samuels.

(Faiza haven’t receive this letter yet)