Letter home

In my English class, we are reading a book called Holes by Louis Sachar. We had to write a letter to our family or a person that we know.

Monday, May 4th 2009

Dear family,

Here at Camp Green Lake it’s hot and they make us dig holes. It’s really hard and everything hurts. I wish I could go home but I can’t. Y made some friends though. I guess for criminals there kind of nine. They all gave each other nicknames. Well I got to go now because I have to go dig a 5 by 5 foot hole. I miss you all very much and I hope to see you soon.

Ps. It’s called Camp Green Lake but there is no lake. There is nothing green either. It hasn’t rained here for many years, it’s only sand for miles and there is no water. Just the water truck that doesn’t come very often.

Well bye now!
Love Stéphanie

Publié par S. Haché le 14/05/09

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