In Response to Executive Order 9066: by Dwight Okita

Dear Sirs:

Of course I'll come. I've packed my galoshes and three packets of tomato seeds. Denise calls them love apples. My father says where we're going they won't grow.

I am a fourteen-year-old with bad spelling and a messy room. If it helps any, I will tell you I have always felt funny using chopsticks and my favorite food is hot dogs.

My best friend is a white girl named Denise-we look at boys together. She sat in front of me all through grade school because of our names: O'Corrnor, Ozawa. I know the back of Denise's head very well.

I tell her she's going bald. She tells me I copy n tests. We're best friends.

I saw Denise today in Geography class. She was sitting on the othr side of the room. "You're trying to start a war." she said, "giving secrets away to the Enemy, Why can't you keep yur big mouth shut?"

I didn't know what to say. I gace hr a packet of tomato seeds and asked her to plant them for me, told her when the first tomato ripened she'd miss me.

cc2.  What does the speaker giver her friend?