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.

6/22/08

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.

1 comment:

A Heart of Praise said...

102 eggs! They must have had quite a few chickens! :)