RAFT+Letters

Jocelyn: Dear James,

Do you know what you did to me yesterday? You just dumped a whole bag of trash into my home! Don't say "It wasn't me" again. I saw you with my very own eyes. How would you like it if I did that to you? Banana peels in your bed and your leftover lunch coming out of the sky like a meteor and landing on your head. I still have some of that honey stuck to my fin! Instead of dumping your junk into the water, put it in a garbage can! That's what they're for! You could separate the different waste and put them in different bins! Humph! What do you learn in school anyway?

Just reminding you, that was the second time. Three strikes you're out! Next time I see you do throw things in the water, you'll be sorry.

Sydney: Dear Margaret, I heard that you were the owner of the restaurant called The Pawn, I heard about this from my Salmon friend who told me all about you. I am writing to you about your restaurant because everyone I saw in your restaurant was throwing all the trash into our home which has killed my best friends daughter which has made him cry non stop! Do you know why he died because your restaurant workers were throwing so much trash into the water that where we live has turned into something called The Great Pacific Garbage patch which is twice the size of the state Texas. I understand that your restaurant is not the only place that has thrown all the garbage into the water that formed this gigantic trash pile, but I do know that your restaurant has put the majority of the trash to form the island that used to be our home. But I think my life is coming to an end because of you! How would you like it if somebody threw all this trash into your home? Would you be pleased? no.

Tyler:

Dear Humans,

Can you stop throwing trash in me because now I am polluted and I smell horrible? Every time you throw trash in me then it is possible for the sea creatures in me to die.

Did you know that every time you throw rubbish in me then sometimes corals die and it spreads out poison around me? There is always trash floating on top of me. I used to be clear, blue, and sparkling but now I am polluted, green, and poisoned.

You never do something nice and always litter in me. Can you please tell everyone to come and pick up the trash in me.

Sincerely, The Big P.O.

Jameson: //Dear humans//

//Im sick and tired of you people absent mindlessly chucking trash in me with out even caring! I mean think about, it half the time there’s a garbage can a meter a way. Don’t you hate it when you look in to me and see plastic bottles and plastic bags and all that other junk bobbing by?! No, you probably won’t ’cause you don’t care! For heaven sake, there is a dump twice the size of texas in me. Sea animals are getting trapped in garbage and thinking it is food and eating it, birds are dying because of that too. You people are killing me, literally! All the trash is making me sick!//

//Thankfully, people are starting to realize what they have been doing for the last 100 million years. There starting to clean me up. Although the action is good there is not enough people to turn me back in to my clear blue former self. So if you’re not cleaning up then start cleaning, otherwise the food chain will go crazy, because the little fish will start dying and then the bigger things like humans will not have anything to eat. __**SO PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE CLEAN ME UP!**__//

//From// **The Big O**