- Got ready for school and went on the bus.
- (for page 1) Had a big, great big pumpkin.
- We played black man and STINK base. (Boy! did it smell.) The boys, as usual, beat us again. The girls always loose.
My grandmother's diary -- word for word, spelling for spelling, thought for thought, idea for idea -- just as she originally wrote it back in 1944 and '45. I hope you enjoy this glimpse into the life of an 11-year-old Swiss girl in Berne, Indiana.
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hi i like pages from my grandmas diary i like how you have it layed out hey can you tell your visters to check out our blogge and post there comments??? God bless you and your family my mom is not here she is in texas.
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