I like it much better here than in the Congo. It's nice. There's actual grass instead of just dirt and mud, and the buildings are made of bricks instead of that disgusting mud. There won't be any dirt, dust or mud getting all over me. I'll actually be able to keep my dress a nice, bright white instead of having it fade and turn an ugly brown.
The weather here is better than in the Congo too. Back in Africa it was either much too hot or raining cats, dogs, horses, snakes, and lizards. Right now the sun is shining and the sky is a nice bright blue, but there is a soft cool breeze to keep me cool. The breeze running through my hair makes it look really good! And the sun shining down on my beautiful, blonde hair makes it sparkle.
It seems like people here actually use dial! Thank god no one here stinks like all the people in Africa did. The people here also have much better fashion sense than the people in the Congo. It looks like they actually look at a mirror when get dressed and ready in the morning. I'm still the prettiest girl here though. I wasn't named after Rebekah, the virgin at the well, for no reason.
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