Um, hi? Donnie here. Well to be precise, my full name is Hamato Donatello. But I respond to Donnie, or Don, Gap Tooth, Soft shell, or stinky. Though the last one is negated by the fact that we do actually live in a sewer. How a person can smell more than the smell of the sewer is rather beyond me. The rest, well, I am sure Leo and Raph meant them as terms of endearment.

See how I spelt that? En-Dear-Ment. Only I change it in my head to En...dear as in dear one...and meant as in I meant to do that but take away the a. Heh, I love spelling.

Oh, right, the exercise. We are supposed to write our manes at least five times, in sentences. Not lists, since that would be pretty pointless. Mikey and Raph should be fine, I guess. They sure love the sound of their names. Leo is more rational though and is sure to write something a little more interesting.

Um, yeah. Donnie, Donatello. Don. I think that fulfilled the requirements. Though I find it interesting that Don in English speaking countries is actually the shortened version of Donald, not normally Donatello. Kind of neat factoid, if you think about it.

Um, just the same, I hope I don't have to read this out loud.

D!

DUH!

Korse Ill helpya! Drawing is my thang, Dawg! All I asks is that we work togetter on a card for Daddy. I tik he caught our cold. Hes all sniffy.

Mikey!

Feverfew is a herb. It is a member of the daisy family. The leaves are used in medicine. And apparently it dries really well. All the plant above the ground can be used. It is used for colds, and fever, for thin blood, migraine headaches, arthritis and muscle problems, nausea and vomiting, and for skin conditions. The tea might irritate the mouth. It might also cause ulcers, and cause an allergic reaction for some.

I think it sounds pretty and one we can grow near one of the river openings near the sewer/river doorways. Not sure if I am saying it right. That is all I have for now, but I want to read up more about it.

Donnie

Everyone is sick but Leo. Raphie is throwing up. He has a fever. I don't think he has a cold. I am mashing up herbs and stuff. With Father to tell me what to do. Mikey clings to Father and cries. He coughs a lot. Too much coughing. I am coughing too and have to be dosed with yucky tea and cough rub that smells funky. I hope we all get well soon.

Donnie