Nov. 2, 1944

1. Got ready for school and went on the bus.
2. (for page 1) Had a big, great big pumpkin.
3. We played black man and STINK base. (Boy! did it smell.) The boys, as usual, beat us again. The girls always loose.
   

November 1, 1944

1. We played black man. I wasn’t it but I fell downward hurt myself. It hurt.
2. I got to stay in the house and help mama. When I got ready for school, I put on high heeled shoes and almost fell down.
3. I got home from school and had to gather 102 eggs. It wasn’t fun.

Pages From My Grandma's Diary

Virginia Habegger
Berne, Indiana
Grade 7
Rural Route #2
Age 11


This blog is, quite simply, the pages from my grandmother's diary. The year was 1944 when she was an 11-year-old girl growing up on a farm in rural Indiana. She lived in Berne, which was, and is still today, a very Swiss community.

I have copied all entries directly from her diary, word for word, spelling for spelling, grammar for grammar, to ensure the integrity of the writing, except that I replaced last names with initials. Please do not be offended by anything you read in here, as it exactly the way she wrote it at the time.

This diary shows a different side of my grandma, that of her as a young girl growing up. It shows her as a girl who attended school, played games (anybody know what the game 'blackman' was?), gathered eggs, and ate fridigy bars at Thanksgiving (anybody know what a 'fridigy bar' is???).

I hope you enjoy these pages. One entry will be posted every Sunday for the next 10 months. God bless you all!