10 Letters From My Passionate Anonymous Person

Letter 5: Honors Award to Nobel Peace Prize

11-22-20XX

Dear Honorable Sadie,

I am back with the quirky introductions and as you may know, I always have a reason for them. I want to congratulate you for getting the Scholars Award during the marking period. I had no doubt of course you would. Then again you get the award almost every marking period. Even still I am proud of you.

Before I started to write these letters I always wanted to congratulate you. I just was too self-conscious to go up to you. Don't get me wrong, you are not intimidating by any means. The problem is me. So while I am writing this letter, congratulations on your previous achievements. I finally got to say it but I will be sure to say it to you in person when I can.

As for me, I barely made it by. It was enough to keep myself on the sports team I am on but it is no honor. Sigh...I guess I am not the academic type. I am starting to realize it now. I am more of an athlete and can always excel in that.

Recently, a sports scout has come to check us out when we play for some local colleges. I will likely play once I am in college. It would be cool to go professionally but I am not sure yet. Since writing the second letter to you I have been thinking more about becoming a physical therapist. I would need to be in school for a long time to get that. Some programs have 6-year programs to combine degrees. I am not sure how I feel about it yet. I would also be a doctor as well. How cool would that be Sadie? Us both as doctors. Maybe you could tutor me because I might need some help with Anatomy and Physiology. I didn't mean it in a weird way. I really do need help with it. I would need to put more thought into it though.

Anyway, I should work harder in my studies so I can get into a good school. While I may not be the most academic I could at least try if I put my mind to it. At least, that is what my father has said.

Unlike me, my little brothers have more of an easier time when it comes to that kind of stuff. My second youngest brother was having issues with his homework. At the time I was doing some important chores I was putting off so I couldn't help. Do you know how hard middle school math is these days? I am not sure why they changed the math. It is way more complicated since I did them. I worry when I have children and I have to help them with their homework. I would but it won't be easy I'll tell you.

I am getting off-topic. My second youngest brother needed help with his homework. He was doing it at the kitchen table. At the time, my youngest brother was there eating his snack. My second younger brother left the table in frustration to get me. By the time we both got back to the table, all the work was done and my little brother was just dropping the pencil. My youngest brother is only in elementary school and he got most of the questions correct. My mind was blown.

We told our parents and they didn't believe it, not until we showed them him doing the work. Now they are going to do something with him. With that brain, he might win a lot of awards. I have a brainiac for a baby brother who was hiding in the shadows until now. It's funny how things like that work.

So I took a break from writing this letter to search for the requirements to get a Nobel Peace Prize. I know it is a crazy leap of logic but I was just curious. So apparently someone has to nominate you and it is awarded to people in the fields of peace, physiology/medicine, physics, literature, and chemistry. I was only wondering because my baby brother could be a Nobel Peace Prize winner with a brain like that. I could be the brother of a Nobel Peace Prize winner. They always say to dream big I guess. Then again if he decides not to pursue that that's fine as well. I will always support him.

Sorry, I was kind of rambling on in this letter. It was hardly even about you which was the intended purpose of writing these letters. To make them about you. So I will do that...

Oh...I wanted to comfort you about what happened in Home Ec. I am actually not in your home ec class but I heard from a friend that your macarons didn't turn out. I am sorry to hear about that. It was kind of a buzz around school. You may not know this but many people think you are a smart girl. They were kind of surprised to hear you had an issue with making macarons. To be fair they are a hard dessert to make. I had an issue myself. If it wasn't for my home ec partner I probably would've also messed up my macarons too. Maybe that is not all that comforting to hear. What I mean is...uh...don't beat yourself up about it. There would always be a new day to try again.

I would eat your cooking any day. I swear on that. And uh...I wish I could give you a hug right now. I really do. Hugs always comfort me. Unless hugs don't comfort you that is. I will respect your boundaries.

When I meet you in person we can go get some macarons together. Ok...I just searched up some places and they seem pretty expensive. Makes sense considering how hard they are to make. That means I would need to save up some chore money. I can probably make enough before it is time to meet you in person. Yeah, I'll do that.

Though it may seem frustrating, wondering who is writing these letters. Trust me, though, the more I stay anonymous, the more I tend to find things I admire about you. I still hope you don't think it is creepy. You will always be honorable in my heart.

Yours truly,

Your Passionate Anonymous Person

P.S. I wanted to make note of this because my eldest younger brother read this letter. I am an idiot for leaving this sitting on my desk out in the open for anyone to see. So I wanted you to know that. He pointed out that I should mention that I don't worship the ground you walk on because I can be perceived that way in the letter. I don't think that way but, I guess it should be said. I don't know. So I will mention this. I know you are not perfect. I am not and none of us are. I still really like you for who you are, flaws and all. Just know that. Okay...so that's it. Until the next letter.