Praises to de Halmighty fi bring wan nedder New Year to we!

Lorks, Ms. Dulcie do so much celebracion fi de Hallidayz, me eayz still a ring from de naise.

Well, me iz very hexcited cause wan a Hingrid fren from de Royal Ballet noh write me. Me nevva did knoe sey me hadvise reach hall ova de Wul. Praise Jesus!

Bwoy! It relly quench mi haart fi knoe sey de yung peple dem a lissen to me. Me gwey read de leta far huno.....Juss mek me get mi readin glasses likkle bit..........

Dear Ms. Dulcimer:

I was a fellow Dancer in the Royal Ballet with your daughter, Ingrid Princella Robothom. What a lovely girl?

You must be very proud. I know it may seem a bit "kooky" that I am writing to you out of the blue, however, I just returned from an adventure of my life. As dancers, we sometimes moonlight on Independent Projects for various charities.

Recently, I was asked to go to Cuba to dance in celebration of restrictions being lifted. At first, I thought it was an opportunity of a lifetime, but once I got there I soon found out that the offer was not what the Organization conveyed to me. The location was changed to Havana and the Ballerina stage was in a "rinky-dinky" nightclub. After I surveyed the situation, I informed the Presenters of the event that this program was not consistent with my beliefs and dancing career. I reminded them, that I was a serious, professional, Ballerina.

The woman in charge of the event, Ms. Chacaracas was very abrupt with me, and showed no regard for my status. Her remark was, "Well, our organization has sponsored you for the event. We have paid for your airfare, lodging  and meals. Therefore you will have to perform in order to fulfill your obligations. Read the fine print in your contract!"

 Ms. Dulcimer, I was sure I read the contract properly, and their "so called" fine print was not going to let me sacrifice my principles and integrity. I knew in my heart that was not what was presented to me by my Publicity person and Manager.  As a professional Ballerina, I did not want to perform in a place that looked like a Strip Club.

 Although I am a staunch believer in Philanthropy, I was not going to toss my principles out the window for any amount of money or perks. So, I left immediately on a plane back to England, ever since that day in February, I have been bombarded by irritating phonecalls from their Promotion Company.

My Barrister called them and gave them a stern reprimand, yet, they continue to hound and harrass me. Please help.

Fondly,

Sabrina Purdington

Dear Ms. Sabrina:

Ms. Dulcie is so glad dat yu cansider fi write to me. It iz a hanor an a consolation to mi haart. Aldough, Ms Hingrid may tink sey ar madda iz not hip. Me knoe hall de prablems dat cyan befall yu yung peoples today. Far hinstance, hevendough, uno iz hall grown hup an hearning unno hown money, it doughn't mean dat harlots an charlatans are not hout fi get huno mess hup bad.

Me sen mi hinvestigatas dung a Cooba fi go check hout de hediots dem. Guess wey me fine hout sey? Dem iz a setta scammas. Dem do doze tings hall di time to yung prafessional, pretty girlz who tryin fi mek it inna Hallywood. Iz too bad yu nevva did search dem hup before yu did go dere. Dem waz tryin fi bring yu dung a sea level. Iz a good ting sey yu haff wan crass spirit wey lead yu fi tell dem fi kiss hoff! Hor helse yu wulda been wan messed hup, drugged hup individual today....Yu ere me...?

Dese peple wey yu haff a manage an publicize yu, need fi be more torouh wid dem resuch. Dat custed Ms. Cacharacas or Cucharacha, wey eva ar nyame iz....She iz de wan breakin de laws, dem nevva tell yu hevrytin bout de Hevent. Dem was opin sey yu waz desparate. Den dem waz gwey move hin far de kill. Yu knoe wen me an me Hinvestigatas was dere ow many girle chile maddars me speak to, wey dem cyan heven fine dem pickney?

Wan oman tell me sey dem hinvite ar Singa daughta fi go pon wan Cruise an she we mek tousands a dallars. De nex ting dem knoe ar gal pickney hook up pon heron. Cyan yu himagine?

De Lawd was watchin ova yu, mi luve. Hanyhow, dat's not de bess part a de tory. Mi hinvestigatas an mi good fren "Natty Bombastic" put de fear a Gad inna dem brain. Dem will tink twice befor dem heva try fi hiritate yu hagain.

Me say, hafta "Bombastic" drape hup de oman Cucharacha, iz ongly de Road Runna two likkle leg culd a run so fast....Heh...Heh!

What a Holleration!

Yu know, iz ongly Ms. Hingrid would haff frenz wey suffa from de Blondie Syndrome....Clueless!

I tell huno sumetimes fi mi daughta iz so nieve, dat she probly still tink Santie Clause is real.

Dat is good dough, dat heven dough huno hout inna de wul, huno still haff de hinnocense of bebes.

Juss tink hoff me as yu Fairy Gadmadda. No worries Dahling. Ms. Dulcimer cool hup hevryting far yu. Tek care. Stay sweet an sensible.

Regards,

Dulcimer Peaches Robothom

Tags: Ms. Dulcie Sey: "Ongly Hingrid......"