Hey all, this is a famous letter written by a fictional
character by the name of Ivey-Lee Jones to a fictional
principal, Mr. Ben Sanders. It is part of a story I'm writing;
The Story of Ivey-Lee Jones.  Dear Mr. Principal.  I would like
you to take this letter as a complaint, or an insult as you
teachers would usually call it. It is about different things I
have noticed, or things that you probably intend to leave alone
and completely ignore.  Firstly, I would like to tell you how
upset I am about you kicking out the Nerds from their area. I'm
not quite sure if you wanted them to socialize with the Preps,
or the Greasers, because that's exactly the opposite of what's
happening. Instead of welcoming the Nerds, they steal their
laptops and books. My main concern is that your "staff" is not
doing a single thing about it. In retaliation, the Nerds created
Stink Bombs, of which they put into the Preps bags, and Itching
Powder, of which they put in the Greasers jackets, of which they
leave on their table. Stewart