I wanted to write you in hopes of playing gold digger but then I read Amy Evans story. Wow, she could really use the money more than my family.

I stay at home with my 4 yr old twin girls who are suppossed to start preschool next fall. It will cost $300 total per month. My husband got laid off last week and he's with a union. The economy is so bad that there are 750 people in front of him. So he's looking at 6 months or more before returning to work. I have started to look for any job so that I can assure my girls can go to preschool. But as you know this is not a great time to find a job. They know they are going and I cannot let them down. Hopefully I will find a job or they will be heart broken and so will I. There are other things the money could help us with too, like heating our house next winter, we are on oil heat and that is soooooo expensive. Last year we paid $1800 on oil plus a $200 electricity bill each month. Anyways I LOVE YOUR SHOW. I watch it everyday while I work out. And I love how you help people. I get a knot in my throat everytime you help someone in need. You are truly an angel!! Thank you for being you!

Hey Ellen!
Just thought i'd give you a big G'day! How things going in the USA? How about you bring your gold digger game to Australia. We would love some of your cash. Bye for now. Contact me.

NSW, Australia.

HI, ELLEN, HOW R YOU,,IVE SEEN YOUR SHOW AND ALWAYS WONDERED, HOW IT WOULD FELL TO HAVE ALL THAT CASH FLYING AROUND YOU IN AN INCLOSED PHONE BOOTH,IT REALLY LOOKS ALAIROUSE WATCHING THOSE PEOPLE..BUT YOU KNOW ID LOVE TO SEE MY HUSBAND,DO IT,,IVE NEVER SEEN A MALE TRY TO CATCH THE MONEY,,,WE LIVE IN LEBANON MISSOURI,,WE DRIVE 93 AROSTAR VAN FOR THE LAST 5 YEARS,,AND WE R VERY VERY IN NEED OF A NEW CAR,WE HAVE 2 CHILDREN LEFT AT HOME ONE IS 11 YEARS OLD WHO LOVES HARRY POTTER AND NARUTO...OUR 6 YR OLD WE ADDOPTED SHE IS OUR GRAND DAUGHTER BUT SHE IS MORE NOW,,,SHE LOVES TO GO OUTAND PLAY WITH OUR CATS......BUT MOST OF ALL MY 11 YEAR WANTS TO VISIT THE TITANTIC IN BRANSON WE R TRYING TO DO THIS SHE DESERVES TO GO SHE DOES REALLY GOOD IN SCHOOL..AND WE NEED TO DO THIS FOR HER I THOUGHT ABOUT RENTING A CAR TO GO,,BUT I DONT OWEN ANY CREDIT CARDS,,,SO WHAT IAM SAYING IS TO PLEASE COME TO LEBANON MISSOURI, AND LET MY HUSBAND, TRY TO STUFF THE MONEY..IAM SURE IT WOULD HELP....LOVE YOU ELLEN....TAKE CARE OF YOUR LADY....MY HUSBAND AND I HAVE BEEN MARRIED SINCE 1971 WHICH HAS BEEN 38 YEARS THIS OCTOBER16.....TAKE CARE LIZ................

Hi,Love your show! Its very refreshing to watch. I live in Vermont,up in the Norteast Kingdom.It would be great to see the Gold Digger come to Vermont.It would not be for me. I belong to the St.Johnsbury and area Lions Club.We serve our communities.Our main sevice is providing help with obtaining eye glasses.We just can't seem to keep up with the need.We are fundraising constantly.All our fundraising profits go back to the community 100%.One of our major fundraisers is not happening,and its totaly out of our control.We are scrambling to find other ways to make this up.We do not want to have to turn anyone down. Thanks for your consideration. Julie

hey ellen,
feeling like bringing the gold digger all the way over to the tiny new hampshire state... it would make a world of a difference for me because we are so far behind- i have a crap part time job and i stay home all day with my daughter and her father works all day and we are just not making it happen. my original plan was to start a class like months ago that only cost like $1250 (for nursing) to get my foot in the door but it keeps getting pushed back because of how far behind we are i would so truly happy if you'd like to help us out!
sincerely alisha!
thank you for being so silly in the mornings- me and ay love watching you!!!

Dear Ellen,

In May of 2009, I had the honor of being selected by School Year Abroad to spend my junior year studying Chinese in Beijing. I am a scholarship student at Waynflete, where I received academic honors. At Waynflete I participated in the Model United Nations held at the University of Southern Maine, where I represented Ukraine in the World Health Organization. At the end of the conference the chairpersons presented me with the Diplomacy Award.
At Waynflete I am also a member of Racial Awareness at Waynflete (RAaW). RAaW is in its second year. We’ve had an active year during which we accomplished the following goals: we set up a booth at Spring Fling, where students and their families as well as alumni were introduced to RAaW, our focus, and the activities that we hosted. A keynote speaker was Leonard Cummings who discussed his personal experiences with racism. We ended our year successfully by presenting a film called “The Color of Fear.” This presentation stimulated interest and, best of all caused our numbers to grow.
In addition to going to school, I help run my mother’s restaurant, “Sengchai Thai Cuisine” full time. Despite having to work, I find time serve my community. In ninth grade, I began mentoring two Waynflete lower school students. I helped the students practice and improve their reading, spelling, and math skills. In addition to helping students from Waynflete, I also began tutoring an ELL student from Thailand at Portland High School my sophomore year. This summer I will volunteer at Mercy Hospital.
My mission is not only to gain fluency in Chinese but also to learn more aspects of Chinese culture and history, but also to eventually pursue the Chinese language in college. During college summer break I want to return to China on missionary trips.
Donations are greatly appreciated. My father passed away when I was eight years old. My mother, his widow, is a Portland businesswoman struggling in a difficult economy. I will publicly acknowledge you as a sponsor unless you specify otherwise. Thank you for reading my letter and considering supporting my education program.

Warmly,

Pravina Truong

PS

My sponsors need to reply my July 25th, 2009

Heey!Ellen's staff and Helllo Ellen, First may I begin by saying how much I appreciate what you all have done on a totally different level than anyone else. No matter how I feel you can manage to get a major laugh out of me I have been a huge admirer of yours for quite some time, and you still crack me up not like the drug lol as in humor. One of my favorite things you do is that crazy sound you make with your mouth like some wild animal, Lmao just thinking of it. But Iam writting because before you or I can blink summer will be over and it will be time for school to begin and I have two teenagers, meaning books,clothes,prom and to top things off I recieved a letter that my son's senior trip to disney is $1100 and the first payment was due over two weeks ago. omg!!! If I could please please get an opportunity to dig for gold ie. GOLD DIGGER. I would be oh so greatful if and when i'm choosen if not can YOU PLEASE CALL ME AND MAKE THAT CRAZY SOUND!! LOVE YOU FOREVER LESLIE FLAMER

Hey Ellen!!! :D
haha wow i dont know where to begin!
i love your show and i love everything about you!
you've helped so many people! :)
i really hope you read this! haha :)
i wanted to know if my sister can have a chance to get the "gold digger" as you say.
she really really needs it..
she wants to visit our family in south america since they're going through really hard times at the momment.. my sister is also in a huge debt and shes also paying my cell phone bill (which i dont want that to stop happening :)) shes a really good nice person and i wanted to know if you could help her out a little..
she graduated from appalachian univ. in may and she'll be leaving to orlando for an internship in august..
she really needs the money and hopefully we can count on you.
I'f there is any any any possible chance of my sister getting the gold digger then please please write to me at pumpkin0018@hotmail.com so i can send you more information!
thank you so much and i hope to hear from you soon :)
love you oh so very much,
Joanna Casal

I know so much people that deserve this. These are tough times for everyone.

Dear Ellen,
I am writing on behalf of myself, to some degree, but most importantly for my partner & fiance, Amber. We got engaged last year, with the plans of having a decent wedding this October, then flying somewhere that we could do it officially...seeing as we are in the heart of Texas.

My family is supportive us us as a couple, but because of religious beliefs can/will take no part in the ceremony. Her family back in Indiana won't acknowledge us at all. So when we had issues with money and jobs earlier this year, we started making cutbacks. Then one of our four dogs got very sick and that hurt us financially. We rescued a 5th homeless dog from some folks who couldnt keep it...and have been unable to find a home for him...so that is a strain. I am so very happy to be sharing our special day with her...but it makes me so very sad to see the glorious plans she made get smaller and smaller.

Now her student loans are backing up, and I have had to change any plans of a legal ceremony or honeymoon to a free stay at a lodge owned by the company I work for. There will be no legal ceremony, no music and the venue has changed from a church to a park. We have engagement rings, but can no longer afford wedding bands.

I don't know if all this seems that bad to you, but it hurts me to see Amber not getting her dream day. I would like a chance to play gold digger to help take some of the pressure off and maybe get enough to make the day more special for her...us and our small group of close friends.

Thanks for listening,
Susan

Dear Ellen,
I am a really big fan of your show.I see that you have been helping alot of people.I been struggling really bad. I live check to check.I recently quit my job due to medical reasons and i am scared to dead about what is going to happen next.I have 4 beautiful kids that i have to provide. We have 1 car that is a vw beetle and the kids cant properly seat with seat belts or car seats.That scares me when we have to go do errands.I see all these people that get their prayers answered and i just wish i would be able to get that chance!Please help me... thank you and god bless, jennifer mallette

Dear Ellen,
To start off, I am a big fan of your show. I am married with two beautiful girls. My wife and I work, but live paycheck to paycheck. The Lord have been blessing us to get our means met when we where behind. I work for Staples and my wife is a child support officer. We have been trying to save up to buy our first house, but seems like our bills take up the money we where saving up. I know if we keeping looking forward, a break through will happen. Thanks for listening.

Yours truly,
Deremy Harvey

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dear ellen,
i'm a new mom starting out i have a four month old baby named hannah..i tough time i had to move back home cause i was in really bad realtionship the guy was possive and tried to cut me off my family. and where i live the jobs are hard to find so its tough for me right now to support my baby and me and where i live the house is bad the landlord wont do any repairs here..the rugs here need to be taken out and there is mold here..and the apratments where i am is too high in rent..and none avaliable and would like to have my own car..instead of depending on my mom all the time to bring me around to get my arrands done..i would love to play gold digger i'm from canada ontario,sudbury,and i wathc ur show everyday..i'm a big fan, this would really help me
thank you for ur time..
jennifer jolicoeur

A Spiritual Awakening
Sometimes life appears to take a wrong turn. Through an ironic twist of fate, the essence of our existence becomes threatened and uncertain. What started out as a normal day can change in an instant and life, as we knew it has been altered in ways we had never envisioned or planned. In that one moment in time, we are forced to examine our lives and ourselves in a matter of minutes, maybe seconds. For some, but not all, life unexpectedly changes directions and changes them. For others, life has been regretfully lost.
While lying on a hospital bed, alone and nearly 200 miles away from my loved ones, my life nearly slipped away from me suddenly, without warning, and without my permission. As I faded in and out of consciousness, I could hear the doctor on the telephone but not my family on the other end of it. Although I could not hear the fear in their voices, I felt it. they had cared for me from the beginning when the muscles in my legs first stopped working, and they had ensured every step toward recovery was a little momentous. However, this time they reluctantly stayed behind to care for my three young children.
While the doctors and nurses prepared me for the intubation procedure, I thought about my life as I drifted into a drug-induced sleep. Today’s world moved so fast it had become difficult for me to work, go to school, and care for three small children. I typically kicked off my morning with a cup of coffee and a lot of chaos. An over-packed daily schedule kept our lives full and busy. At times I wondered whether or not I was missing out on the moments that truly mattered while I struggled to provide a secure future for my children without their father’s help. Because he failed to maintain an active role in their lives, it had been up to me to fulfill both roles. Our family had become accustomed to our autonomous routines. Life as a single parent with three small children demanded organization, time, schedules, and diligence. More often than not, it wasn’t unusual for at least one of my children to intentionally misbehave as if to say, “Look at me. I am special,” as I tried to scurry them out the door. However, my illness, loss of income, and loss of independence further challenged my role as a single parent and made me question whether love alone was enough. I then sobbed as I considered the possibility that my life could end without the affirmation of a mother’s love and without my children knowing my illness had never been my choice. Why had God allowed this to happen?
The doctor and nurses rushed back and forth as they prepared to insert a breathing tube down my throat and a catheter in my neck. I heard the doctor express his concern to my mother regarding my weak, shallow respirations and how he thought I would stop breathing without the procedure. Although I tried to comfort myself with hopeful ideals, I began to wonder whether all of my chances had run out. Was this moment the beginning or the end? Or, was it possible that this experience offered me the promise of a last chance at a cure or a better quality of life?
My children, the loves of my life, continued to consume my thoughts and fears, and I began to ask myself some tough questions. What if I didn’t make it? Michael was only seven-years-old, David was only five-years-old, and Briana was only three-years-old. What would be in the futures of those three faces embedded in my mind and entwined deeply within the heart of me? After a time, the images seemed too painful to bear. I shifted my thoughts to the future I hoped I would have. I thought about all of the places I would see and all of things I would do that I had only dreamed about.
With each respiration weaker, I felt frightened, violated, vulnerable, and unsure. As I wrestled with negative emotions and my own mortality, I never felt more alone. My family, which I had grown to depend on for everything, was hundreds of miles away and my former life even further. My family had provided a surprising amount of comfort once I had learned to let them. After weeks of trying to reclaim the body that had forsaken me, I realized I had never felt better than when I was surrounded by the people I loved. Without my family to console me as I endured the loss of control over yet another bodily function, I slipped closer to hopelessness. Feeling insecure and misplaced, I began to doubt the doctors and fear the procedure that promised to save me.
My mind was reeling like an old, home movie projector replaying scenes over and over again as I desperately tried to make sense of it. How had I gotten here? Not physically, I knew I had been transferred from another hospital by ambulance because I needed advanced specialty care. Since my condition had become critical, the real question was, “How did my place in the world arrive here?” Prior to my illness, had my life become too routine and lifeless? Had I become too preoccupied with schedules, responsibilities, and goals? Had I forgotten to embrace the simplicity and joy of an ordinary life? Moreover, had I overlooked the miraculous and precious moments that ultimately define our greater purpose? Had I forgotten God?
That was when I experienced an epiphany, a spiritual moment that would change the way I viewed the impact my illness had on my life. I wasn’t alone. God had stayed with me. Even though all of my faith, hope, and trust in God had become trapped in my fears and my feelings of loss of control, I finally understood how lucky I had been to have so much to lose. Surprisingly, my illness represented a time when I left life far enough behind to fully find it. I had crossed into a better, freer phase of my life because my eyes were open to the happiness that lives in the smallest moments and the memories that breathe love into every day. Despite the changes and limitations my illness had imposed on me, I had risen above hopelessness, fear, and loss to discover I had been living with both eyes shut.
After my condition had stabilized, I was released form the hospital to face the long journey ahead of me. On the way home, I noticed a large number of cars and trucks speeding past me. It then occurred to me that most of us live life in the fast lane without taking the extra thirty seconds to view the world from a fresh perspective, or to just notice priceless moments that occur everyday right in front of us. Why does it take a life altering experience to change the speed in which we travel from one day to the next?
Every experience sheds it outer layer, eventually. Given an individual awakens to the potential opportunities inside it the individual can embrace the simple joys of living to rediscover themselves without messy complications or confusion. After self-evaluating and comparing my life before and after my illness, the many similarities and differences in the same piece of artwork allowed me to stop mourning for all I had lost and to rediscover inward happiness With the absence of complication and confusion, I was able to assess what has made life better, worse, or just different for my family. Without regret, I am still here to assure you the best part on the long journey to recovery is the perfect welcome home.

Ellen, I want to thank you for being such an inspiration to our family and for your strength. You taught me that dreams are worth striving for, and to never give up on those dreams. My dream is to be able to pick my kids up again and dance, and with a lot of work I will aim to accomplish that dream for my children and I. Thank you again for your love, support, and giving. I would really like to play Gold Digger at our home, it would be amazing. I shared this essay I wrote, so I could maybe touch someone else who may feel like life is against them. I want people to know that life works the kinks out, and if we are patient it will all make sense in the end. Ellen thank you for being the person you are, and the laughter, and happy tears in the impact you have on families and fans all over the world. We love you and look forward to that call from you. You are an angel!

Hi,Ellen i am a big fan! I watch your show everyday even repeats. I want to play gold digger to pay it forward to my Mom, I feel i have the best Mom,and i help her out as best as i can.I make just enough to cover my own bills. She is in the same situation. Playing gold digger would help me help her to get a better car. On the passenger side there is a wire attached to the inside handle so we can pull from the outside to open the door,then we open the driver side from the inside,as you can see neither door opens from the outside. It barely makes it to work and back. I'd love for my Mom to have a car she did not have to worry so much about! One day i hope we can meet inperson Ellen. The games you have on your show are hillarious. Especially when the contestants dress up in fat suits! Keep the laughs coming Ellen!!

Hi,Ellen i watch your show everyday even if it is a repeat! I am a big fan! I would love for the gold digger game to come to my house to pay it forward to my mom,I feel i have the best mom,and i help her out as best as i can,But i am making just enough to pay my own bills. My mom is in the same situation.The car she is driving just barely makes it to work and back,the doors on either side do not work right.On the passenger door we have a wire attached to the handle on the inside and pull it from the outside to open the door,then open the driver side from the inside.The gold digger game would put my mom on the road to a better car! I would love to be able to do that for her! One day i would love to meet you in person Ellen,I love how you pay it forwrd to others,and the games that are played on your show are hillarious espeically the one the contestants dress up in the fat suits. Keep the laughs coming Ellen!!

Dear Ellen,

My name is kristi anna and im 15 years old from baltimore maryland. i live with my mom step dad and my half brother whos only 10. day to day my mom struggles to take care of me and my brother and keep a level head knowing the economy is really bad right now. my mom quit her job so she could take care of us but now my step dad, whos trying to support our family, has some health issues (but is still continuing to work hard as a mechanic and a 24/7 towman) is losing money because the lack of travel, and lack of vehicle matainence. i watch your show every day after school and dance when you do and my mom laughs. i feel great watching your show with her because its currently the only thing making her smile in these difficult times. thankyou so much ellen for all that you do.

peace and love, kristi

daer ellen i am an 11 year old child thats at home watching her mom struggle with her debt. she watches your show everyday. i really miss seing her smile and not worry about bills all of the time. she told me it would be a miracle if she could get help in her debt. sometimes its hard seeing her struggle. she had to litteraly beg to borrow money sometimes from family. There have been threats to turn things off and everything.and since dtv is kicking in we can only watch old movies that we already had. seeing your show brings a laugh to her day. ellen please let us have this chance. p.s. keep dancing i wish i could see you still but that was the biggest joy ever.

Dear Ellen
I am a 7 week old Catahoula puppy and was just adopted by my new mom on Saturday June 6. My former owner dropped me and my 9 brothers and sisters off at the Starke County Humane Society in New Judson, IN on 6/5/09. A little of 8 black lab/mix puppies arrived right before us. Unfortunately, the shelter where my siblings and my new friends still live, is small and does not have alot of funding, so they may be going to doggie heaven soon :( My new mom has written you about 30 times already trying to save them so HOPEFULLY the Gold Digger can go to the SCHS and a real person can play the game and put the money towards the donations to save all the animals there. But please hurry!
And please don't put a restraining order on my mom for harassing you, she just loves animals. Thank you Ellen.
Love Wrigley
website: starkecountyhumanesociety.petfinder.com