I feel as though we are on a first name basis. It is quite wonderful, really. I feel so close to you, yet we have never met, and perhaps we never will.
I admire your amazing, inner strength. You are an incredibly brave human being. You have inspired me to pursue a career in evolutionary biology. I think evolution is one of the most lovely, beautiful things in the world. You have set a fire in my heart for science; it is one that will never be diminished.
I’m writing a paper for my English class on Secular Humanism, or simply, Humanism. Although I have been reading, you-tubing obsessively for the past two years, this is the first chance I have had to put down all my thoughts.
It is difficult. I have so much anger. I do not want to be angry. Again, I do not know how you engage in debates with such ignorance.
Perhaps I will send you a copy of my essay when I am finished. It is merely the bumblings of a silly school girl; but nonetheless, it would please me greatly.
I hope this email finds you on a beautiful, spring day. More practically, it will find one of your staff in a cubicle.
My spirit is not dampened by this prospect; the act of sending an email to the great Richard Dawkins pleases me so!