HEYYYYYY HOLLAND WHAT UP!
Yeah, I'm not a country, but I saw this and felt the dire NEED to say HI and
to tell you I'm Dutch. (Well, half.) So, BOOYAH! Anyways, good luck on the
letter-writing-thing-whatever! I hope lots of actual countries and not lame
people like me reply to this. Haha.
Oh, by the way, Mr Canada really appreciates the tulips you send him every
year :D
Okay. Bye now.
~CCS
PS Have you ever had oliebollen? Never mind, of course you have. I had some on
the weekend~! Bye for reals now!
Hallo!
It's ok that you're not a country; regular human friends are good, too.
Especially Dutch ones. And thank you for the luck! I'll need it to get Bella off my back…
Really? *blushes* Well, I really appreciate all he's helped me with. I hope he decides to send me a letter too. He is always fun to talk to…
How was it? I like my oliebollen with lemon zest, beer, and apple pieces. Apparently Both France and Bella have their own versions of it, called Croustillons and smoutebollen respectively.
One year, she ate so many oliebollen she got sick. Even now, if you mention it to her she gets a little green. *snickers* When we were younger, I always used to scare Bella with the story behind them.
I will tell it, in case you have not heard it.
One winter night, the goddess Perchta, together with her evil spirits, went flying through the sky. She had forgotten to pack anything to eat, and she was very hungry. She spotted some people holding a New Year's celebration down below and she swooped in.
She said "I am the great goddess Perchta and I am very hungry. You had better give me all the food you have before I slice each and every one of your bellies open!" She shouted as she shook her big, sharp sword at the villagers.
The villagers were naturally very scared, but they had already eaten their food! All they had had left was food they had saved for the feast, which had already been eaten! So they said "Of course we'll give you the food! But we must get it from the kitchen! It will only take a minute! Wait right here!" And so Perchta and her hoard of evil spirits sat down at the table as all the villagers snuck out the back door.
Well, Perchta heard the back door slam shut and she knew that she was being tricked. She flew into a rage and she ran unto the kitchen to find one little girl, sneaking one last oliebollen before she escaped. Perchta was so angry that she raised her sword and brought it down right across the belly of the little girl.
But that little girl had eaten tons and tons of oliebollen that night, and as everyone knows, oliebollen have lots of fat in them! So the sword just slid right off her belly because it was covered in fat and oil from how many oliebollen she ate.
Perchta was so confused and unhappy that she and her evil spirits left the village without a single bite to eat.
And when the villagers came back, they praised the little girl as a hero for sending Perchta away, and when they asked her what she wanted to eat at her hero's feast, she simply shouted "Oliebollen!"
-Nederland