Letter from an 8th grader

BEST EMAIL EVER
COPY AND PASTED FROM MY EMAIL 10-8-09

Dear John,
You recently performed at Grover Cleveland Middle School in Caldwell, New Jersey. A few weeks before you came, I was given a bulletin by my father about you coming. I honestly thought it would be another “Don’t Do Drugs” sort of assembly. I walked into the auditorium the day you came, saw a cop, and my prediction was certain to be true, so I thought. You then came on stage. Your first joke that was slightly out of line of other assemblies made everyone in my grade look around at each other, the teachers, and most importantly the principal. The jokes kept coming, and then, we started to laugh. Some of us laughing, others crying of comical genius right in front of us. You then switched to a more touching story, which made my grade silent, and even one girl cry. You were able to pull the strings of emotions of each and every one of us like a master. You might think I’m just rambling on and on about you, but I must say one thing. Your act was by far, the best assembly I have had in my life, if not one of the best acts that I have witnessed all together. It kept my grade talking for days. Every once in a while I will hear a scream of “El Diablo!” down the halls. I must thank you for making me laugh, making me think, and most importantly teaching me a lesson about drugs. You will be remembered as the funniest act I have seen in my life so far. Thank you for coming.

-8th Grade Student Of Grover Cleveland Middle School