Open

She let me, without hesitation and now I am able to open each ancient book and sneak a peak into a world gone by. A day by day meticulously kept account of a life and other lives that matter because every single one does. It is at first a view into simpler times high school and…

Understanding – The “Serenity Prayer” is not just for addicts.

She comes out from the bathroom after her nap and says:  “Feels like I’m getting…” There is this impossibly long pause.  My mind fills with sentence completers that I have trained my mouth not to say:  Out of breath?  Sick?  Closer to death?  She has said each one of those to us before. She picks…

Febuary, 1934

She stays up late reading “Love Lightly.”  She squirms under the stern gaze of Mr. Fitzgerald, (I get the feeling he is a principal.)  She is not happy about getting a C in History and like most teens blames it on her teacher.  She goes to see “Moulin Rouge” with Franchot Tone (not Ewan McGregor)…

6,000 Birthdays

When Babu read the passage about FDR’s birthday being celebrated with 6,000 parties I wondered out loud: “Why?”  She asked about what his reaction to that was in her journal and she talked about the fact that a record of his reaction must actually exist.  She was right.  Ok, Babu.  I get the point.  I…

I am the stillness admist.

I had a dream last night that I lived in a glowing and warm home made of modern design with large glass panels for walls and dark wooden beams for structure.  The lights inside the house were lit and glowed an inviting amber, filling the house with radiance.  It was dark outside and I was…

Excerpts from January 1934

Supernatural Play: Monday, January 22nd, 1934 “Cris” came to see me, and we searched for spooks in the attic and cellar. I took her home and ran all the way back. Free Speech: Wednesday, January 3rd, 1934 You know, Diary, when the “club” gets talking, we pick the dizziest subjects.  Imagine, “dentist,” “tonsils,” “opera!”  …

The Difference a Year Makes

This couldn’t have worked out better.  If I didn’t transcribe half of 1935 and then switch to 1934 I don’t think I’d see the contrast.  I wrote in the previous post she writes younger, well obvi!  But it just goes to show how fast we grow.  She writes more playfully and imaginatively.  (Not to mention…

Spare the next one, please.

Here is my response to the weekly photo challenge: Spare. Right under the wire! Prayer to the furry gods: You got a bite of this one,  (The first) It’s only fair. You can finish it, too, if you wish. But could you spare the green one next to it?

Daily Writing Prompt: Purpose/change

Purpose/change Was:  Teenagers. Education. Going to work every day and diluting the negativity in the atmosphere. Being the teacher my first grade teacher was NOT. Creating a safe, welcoming environment where students can learn and grow. Creating theatre and showing students brand new to the concept the magic it holds. Now: ?… Murky… No, it’s…

January, 1934

Howdy, time travelers!  I have wrapped up July 1935 and here I am, back in the cold but in 1934.  I wont lie, I’m looking forward to being back in summer but I am so excited to have found an even earlier journal.  The two most exciting things about it so far?  One, to really…