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.
12/28/08
Nov. 28
A nice morning. We played shipwreck again like yesterday. We beat again. I don’t know what to write
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