Monday, December 7, 2015

Royale the Turkey


By: Royale

November 17, 2015

Dear Luke the Farmer,
            My mom was visiting me when I heard that your children wanted to eat me for Thanksgiving!  I have a big family in Texas and if you try to end me, you’ll only get a feathery meal.  It will taste like hair balls.  I haven’t taken a bath in 100 days!  I smell really bad! 
            I have a closet full of pictures of me and my family.  I have 20 pictures of my big family.  I think you would love to eat my brother instead. 
            I am very feathery.  If you try to eat me, you might find feathers in my meat. 
            If you eat me, you should buy a gas mask.  I will stink up your house.  I smell like a dead cat. 
                                                                                                Sincerely,
                                                                                                Royale the Turkey

Akayla the Turkey


By: Akayla

Nov. 17, 2015

Dear Mr. Jon the Farmer,
            I was just taking a stroll by the fence when I heard some ducks quacking.  They quacked that I’m going to be your Thanksgiving dinner!  I would not be a good Thanksgiving turkey.  I might have the flu.  Besides, I help make eggs.  I am too old and I might die before you ever start the dinner.
            You see, I help make your eggs.  You look like you need eggs.  You might like deviled eggs or scrambled eggs.  My eggs are the best!  Everyone wants my big, delicious eggs.
            Warning!  I have the flu.  You do not want to eat me. You could get violently sick.  I cough and all day my raspy cough wakes up the pigs.
            I am too old.  I might even pass before dinner, so please let me just have a happy last few days of my life.
            You really should think about eating KFC for Thanksgiving dinner.  It would be much better.
            Happy Thanksgiving, Mr. Jon the farmer.
                                                                                                Sincerely,

                                                                                                Akayla the Turkey

Cole the Turkey


By: Cole H.

Nov. 17, 2015        

Dear Joe the Farmer,
            I was in the coop eating when your wife said she was going to cook ME for Thanksgiving.  That is when I saw my life flash before my beady, little googley eyes.
            Mr. Farmer, I am disgusted with you and your wife.  Have you ever looked at my characteristics, like how skinny I am?  How about how little I am?  How about how dirty I am?
            Have you seen me do the weirdest things lately?  If not, here are the things I’ve been doing.  I’ve been barely eating anything.  I’m also very young so I am small.  Here’s the last thing.  I have been taking mud baths every hour. 
            Mr. Joe the farmer, I think you should eat pizza this year for Thanksgiving.

                                                                                                            Sincerely,

                                                                                                            Cole the Turkey