From Ellen Hubbard,
Ellen Orphanage Homes.
Dear Friend,
My name is Mrs. Ellen Hubbard, I wish to offer you a part-time job in which is of mutual benefit. I resigned from my job early last year as a research scientist for ARINI (Agricultural Research Institute of Northern Ireland) but still work part-time as a freelance consultant for the institute.My husband Mr. Dennis Hubbard and I presently reside at 4 Pasteur Gardens Edmonton London,N18 1JF England. However, due to the passion we have for children, we decided to run a humanitarian organization of saving the lives of the homeless and abandon children in order to contribute our quarter towards giving these Children's lives a meaning just as our God demanded of us to care for the homeless.
We presently have our orphanage homes in India, Somalia and Cotonou, Republic of Benin and we hope to get to other countries in time to come. We run this organization with the help of some individuals and companies who values the lives of these children and had made up their minds to send funds for their upkeeps.Most of our funding is from American friends whom we have solicited for their help and we are overwhelmed by their eagerness to send funds to us.
However we are finding it difficult receiving these funds as the bunch of the payments are in US based money orders and Checks which we find difficult to cash here in UK. To enable us receive all the donations, I wish to employ you on contract basis to be my payment representative back in the states, this way you will receive the Money Orders/Checks from our Donors, cash them easily, deduc 10% of the total amount in every payment as your commission and then send the rest back to me via Western Union wire transfer.
1. Receive Check/ Money Order payment from Clients
2. Cash Payments at your Bank
3. Deduct 10% which will be your percentage/pay on Payment processed.
4. Forward balance after deduction of percentage/pay to any of the
Offices you will be contacted to send payment to (Payment is to be forwarded either by Money Gram or Western Union Money Transfer).
HOW MUCH WILL YOU EARN?
10% from each operation! For instance: you receive 7000 USD via cheques or money orders on our behalf. You will cash the money and keep $700 (10% from $7000) for yourself! At this beginning, your commission will be 10% but willl increase as time goes on.
If you are interested in our offer, please reply directly to my Personal email address:
If you are interested with the job offer we will need you to furnish with this detailed information.
1)YOUR FULL NAMES: ................................................
2)CONTACT ADDRESS: ..................................................
3)DIRECT TELEPHONE ................................................
4)AGE & OCCUPATION:...............................................
Regards,
Mrs. Ellen Hubbard,
Ellen Orphanage Homes.
Dear Mrs. Ellen Hubbard,
How incredibly thoughtful of you to help the children. Yes, the children need our love. I myself am inclined to do such great works as what you have decided to pursue. Quite amazing indeed. Have I briefed you on what we here at American Nexus for Underappreciated Spawns do? We take the children in and give them hugs, yes. We give them meals made of love, we give them toys crafted from care. I myself had an absolutely WONDERFUL experience with a child last week.
You see, our beds here are made from the softest linens we can possibly buy, so it is quite tempting to sleep in the children's quarters. I myself find it quite an experience though. Last night I found our lost child Aaron lying in bed trying to go to sleep. Bless his heart, he was so lost and innocent-looking that I decided to climb in bed and snuggle up with some hot cocoa with him. I told him bedtime stories and I taught him about fun games with mice and gerbils.
Unfortunately I can't release my real identity, or else cops will come, raid my house, steal all my dirty magazines and then take my mice as well. I can only give you my first name--Michael. I do hope you find the proper person to take the money, dear. Have a lovely life.
Michael
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Friday, November 5, 2010
The Bedroom Rat Chronicles, Part Two
I venture out with my knapsack to find my lost brother, Herb. I've never gone beyond the hole and, alas, the mother is far too old to do such things anymore.
The first step beyond was tame--many bushes, trees, leaves and smaller things buzzing around me. I was quite surprised to see such life outside the hole and it actually didn't seem so horrible. The grass was cool and the shaded sun was inviting. However, it wasn't out in the wild that Herb was lost. He was inside the house.
Inside of the window.
Near the giant.
Near the...guardian.
It was difficult to climb at first, but I was able to find substantial footing in the platforms. There were slight dips, almost like little rivers running through the platforms, and they were grey in color, but not fun to step into. I hated this method of getting inside, but for years my family tried to find a way in, only to end up creating a hole merely a few steps away from the first.
When I made it inside, I could tell I was in trouble. The immediate plop to the ground set the guardian to me at once, and only by the cover of a cold block could I escape. The thing was loud and metal, and when I sat near the hinged door, I could feel a freezing breeze. It was best to stay here, especially during the daylight.
Besides, the guardian's clawed swipe could not reach me under this behemoth. It was best to come out at night, although night and day here came at such odd intervals, as if the giant itself could command the sun to rise and fall at his entry and exit. I could hear his giant footsteps echoing throughout the floors, his portal would then open, and the sun would blink on at his command--such wizardry!
I'll stay here when I think that the guardian and giant have both left. I must find Herb!
The first step beyond was tame--many bushes, trees, leaves and smaller things buzzing around me. I was quite surprised to see such life outside the hole and it actually didn't seem so horrible. The grass was cool and the shaded sun was inviting. However, it wasn't out in the wild that Herb was lost. He was inside the house.
Inside of the window.
Near the giant.
Near the...guardian.
It was difficult to climb at first, but I was able to find substantial footing in the platforms. There were slight dips, almost like little rivers running through the platforms, and they were grey in color, but not fun to step into. I hated this method of getting inside, but for years my family tried to find a way in, only to end up creating a hole merely a few steps away from the first.
When I made it inside, I could tell I was in trouble. The immediate plop to the ground set the guardian to me at once, and only by the cover of a cold block could I escape. The thing was loud and metal, and when I sat near the hinged door, I could feel a freezing breeze. It was best to stay here, especially during the daylight.
Besides, the guardian's clawed swipe could not reach me under this behemoth. It was best to come out at night, although night and day here came at such odd intervals, as if the giant itself could command the sun to rise and fall at his entry and exit. I could hear his giant footsteps echoing throughout the floors, his portal would then open, and the sun would blink on at his command--such wizardry!
I'll stay here when I think that the guardian and giant have both left. I must find Herb!
The Bedroom Rat Chronicles, Part One
It's been days now since Herb left for food. We are suffocating under this heat and I'm not sure what's taking him so long. The mother worries as well--she paces back and forth in front of our hole, looking constantly for just a sign or something from Herb. I'm afraid something may have happened, and in order to get our cheese back I've got to leave. I have to find Herb. We'll see.
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