Across the Road

Dear, Mr. AcrossRoad

I've one to many thing to say to you. But let my first say that I'm impressed by you. I'm impressed. You did a wonderfull job today. To judge all the people on there Dutch presentation. It must be hard to see there presentation and to give them a mark. Especially with so many people and so many different topics. 

Well, the most thing I find really sympathetic about you, is that you always give people a  pass, even if there presentation wasn't as perfect.

So, today. It was my turn to tell about the topic of my 'documap'. And it went so well. I wasn't even nervous at all. And at most, I didn't shake. It felt so good, all day long and I was so happy when I finally got to present my topic. It felt wonderful to stand for a class full of people that were interest in my topic. 

And it went great. I mean, the presentation went smooth, I wasn't nervous, I didn't shake and I also never lost my text. 

So, then I became a little, but just a little, nervous, because you had to tell your judgement. But when you told your judgement, my day, couldn't get any better. I was so happy,

All because of the presentation. Your judgement wast:

    - eye-contact was bad

    - the content was even worse

    - I wasn't enthusiastic enough

    - And my talking was the worst

Only the duration of the presentation was good. And because that was the only good thing, you gave me B+. And now I'm so happy, that I had to write you a letter.
I mean, even my parents said that is was so good of you, to give me such a good mark. They said: go talk to him, because you mark is just so good.
In stead of talking to you, which I will do tomorrow, I wire you a letter.

So again,

Thank you Mr. AcrossRoad. You are the nicest man I know.

Greetings Benjamin        

sarcastic btw