How are you? I am fine. My language book tells me not to start letters like this. But I don't believe it. Otherwise, how would I write this to you?
Oh. This is Lola by the way.
This blog post is coming to you all the way come Kaui, Hawaii. Technology is amazing, no?
So far nothing much is happening here.
I've ironed the clothes until they were black, but they still look just as wrinkled. My mom told me that maybe I ought to let Miho iron the clothes next time. Whatever.
Miho, Poppy, and I went surfing a couple days ago, and Poppy supposedly met a magical dinosaur, and nearly got eaten by sharks. I wasn't with her at the time, so I don't know if it's true or not.
I wasn't with her, (1.) She was using the only surfboard our family has. (2.) I don't like swimming in the ocean. (3.) I don't surf anyway you look at things.
Hawaii by Lola
Dolphins jump and dash.
Fish swim and splash.
I sit and mash
Taro root.
Did you like my poem? It was fun to write.
Have a good day!
Literally,
Lola Akina
P.S. This is the postscript. L.A.
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