RenateJ


 * Letter from immigrant:**

Dear Camilla

Thank you for the letter you sent me last week! Nice to hear from you again! I’m sorry that I haven’t answered before now, but I’ve been on a cheercamp in London! Six months ago, as you know, I found a cheersquad here in Manchester, and they’re called Manchester Lions. They’re one of the best cheersquads in England, and we’ve allready won two competitions! Therefore, we went to this cheercamp in London to learn more complicated stunts so we might come to the ECC in three months! This year ECC will be arrangered in France, Paris. On this cheercamp, there was twelve squads competing. And they were all very good cheersquads. We learned from each other and from 4 coaches from this supergood cheerteam Top Gun from USA. It was incredible and very funny! I’m looking forward to work with the stunts we learned and maybe use them in our next competition!

Also, since last time I talked with you, I’ve got a boyfriend! His name is Stephen Furrier, and he is one year older than me. We’ve been dating for like 2 months, and I really like him. He’s a footballplayer, and Charlotte, my best friend is dating Stepthen’s twin brother, Derek. Next Saturday we’re going on a doubledate and in the London Eye at midnight. I really looking forward to that!

I’m doing fine at school, and I got a lot of friends there. We just got a new girl in our class, and her name is Elisabeth. She moved to Manchester from Bristol, because of her parents wanted her to go to a better school. The here teacher is very nice but it's more difficult school subject here than in Norway. My class here is a great bunch of all kind of peoples and we're 38 students in this class.

Besides from that, there’s nothing special going on here in Manchester. Well, I got a new room-mate. Her name is Christina, and she LOVES to talk! Her mouth is moving all the time, and sometimes that’s kind of.. irritating. But most of the time she is very nice and kind.

Back to my boyfriend Stephen Furrier. His birthday is October 17th and that’s only 24 days infront. His mother is a modell and she is very rich. Unfortnantly, they’re seperated, and do not live together anymore. His father is a furrier and Stephen wants to move to USA next year for collage. And he asked me if I wanted to go with him. So we’ll se what we’re going to do.

I really like to live here in Manchester. Many of my friends are from here around and they always got new places to show me, and that’s great! Every friday we’re going to this lovely pizzahut and just chill. Love that!

Thats all for now, I am waiting for the next letter. Write to me soon

Love and kisses from Renate.

Ps: Give a hug to all my friends there In Norway!


 * Letter from a solider:**

Dear Mom and Dad.

Thank you for the letter you sent me. It ment a lot to me, and it was nice to hear from you again. The picture you send with the letter was amazing, and i look on it all the time. I miss you all very much, and I can’t wait to come home to you!

Today, I was out with my patrol, and I’m not very proud of my self, my friends or my country. We burned every villagecottage we saw! My friend - our patrols best soldier - George, threw a shell in one of the cottages. After he had thrown it, we all heard a little baby screaming from the inside of the cottage, but there was nothing we could do. The feeling I got when I heard the little baby scream, I’ll never forget. The feeling of killing a baby who just had startet it’s life, it was terrible.. After the explotion, we found the mother, two kids and an almost newborn baby. The thin bodies were teared apart.

Well, dad. You wanted to know how it was like down here. Do this give you an idea about that?

A couple of days ago, I lost my best friend I’ve ever had. I guess you remember him. Daniel. I can't get the picture out of my head. The way Daniel died. I was right behind him when he stepped on the mine.. and he exploted. Blood everywhere, and the whole body got teared apart from eachother. I was, as I said, right behind him. And the scream I heard from him the last second I ever saw my best friend, was so extreamly painful. I can't get it out of my head. I really miss him, and i guess I still don’t realise that he’s gone for ever. Tomorrow we are going to have a seremony for the memory off all the killed soliders. I know that the seremony will be tough, but we have to be strong and fight for our country. I’ve known Daniel for over fifteen years, and no one deserves a great seremony better than him. He deserves only the best, and I hope he got it better up there than we got here. Because this sucks.

How is my dear sister Veronica? And my brother Christopher? Tell them that I miss them very much and that I think about you all every day. When my day is down on a very low level, I just think of you guys, and I feel a smile on my face and I feel that the faster my job here is done, I can come home to you. That’s my motivation here in Iraq.

I miss you! Take care of you're self Love from Marius!