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.

8/31/08

Nov. 11

Saturday ----- I got up and helped mom. In the afternoon I went to Junior Mission Band. On the way, I went to the fair store and bought a new billfold $1.25 it cost. We had a Thanksgiving program. We brought clothes for the relief work.

Armistic Day

Singed treaty of peace in 1918.

8/24/08

Nov. 10

Got up and went to school. I’m behind and so I don’t know what to write. It rained. We jumped rope.

8/17/08

Nov. 9

Got up and went to school. I was behind and so I don’t know what to write.

8/10/08

Nov. 8

This morning we played Dare base. But now it rained and we can’t go out to play.

8/3/08

Nov. 7, 1944

A chilly and dreary morning. Bonnie ran after me and I fell down on the stones. It hurt. We played Blackman and I never got caught.

Election day. Pookie Roosevelt was elected.