You'll
never guess what I got to do today - well, me and Kathy and Lisa got to do it
together. Karen was at the hospital getting a treatment so Mrs. D. was watching
us and Mrs. D. let us cut her hair! I
thought at first she was just kidding, but she was serious, as long as we did
exactly what she said. Mrs. D. said that
she has the kind of curly hair that looks good pretty much any way you cut it,
and you know she's right. We didn't do a
bad job at all! I don't think I could
ever let my sisters cut my hair. I know
they wouldn't let me cut theirs, but that's okay. It's funny 'cause we all have the same kinda
hair and from the back when we were younger, you could hardly tell us
apart. We all have the same color, same
straight hair except now both Kathy and Lisa have longer hair than I do. I don't like long hair, it gets in my way and
I don't like to fuss with it like Kathy and Lisa do. I'm just not into hair decorations of any
kind; I think it's just too silly. That's
just one of the differences between me and my sisters. My parents say I'm a tom-boy and I'm proud of
it, even if Lisa feels sorry for me because of it; I don't care. When you're a female athlete you can't be
worried about silly things like hair barrettes or ribbons; short hair just
makes so much more sense. Besides, it
looks better when you wear a baseball hat as much as I do.
Mrs.
D. joined our church choir now and sings on Sundays with the adults. She's an alto and sits in front of daddy, who
is a tenor. Mommy is a soprano so she
sits across from both of them. Mrs. D.
told me that her husband is Catholic so she can't bring the kids to church with
her and he won't go either. I thought it
was kinda sad that they didn't all get to go to church together. We hardly ever see Mr. D at all, he's always
working, but we get to see Mrs. D. all the time now. I'm not so afraid of her anymore, but I am
still afraid of Mr. D. He hasn't really
done anything, but I'm scared of him anyway.
I never know which men to trust 'cause so many men like to hurt little
girls. It's just safer to trust none of
them. Especially if they are men who
won't go to church! Well, that's all the
news for now, bye.
Karen
turned 9 years old today and she got a lot of really nice gifts. The gift she got that I liked the most was a
set of books written just for Karen; I mean she was actually in the story and
so was I! All of us were in it except
that Kathy and Lisa were just called the Twins.
Mommy and Uncle Fred sent away for them.
The first story was called: Me
and the Sad Clay Dragon. The book told
how one boring day when we had nothing to do, Karen made a dragon out of clay
and it came to life! All of us kids saw
it happen. Karen spoke to him and asked
why he looked so unhappy. We all tried
everything to make him happy, but nothing worked. Finally Karen figured out that the dragon was
actually a she dragon who wanted babies so Karen used clay to make dragon
eggs. It was a neat story and it even
had our address and telephone number in it!
She's supposed to get a bunch more in the mail over the next couple of
months and me and Karen will read them together.
The
present she got that she liked the most was that her doctor said she could come
back to school after spring break. I was
happy for her, but worried, too. I'm in
the sixth grade and she'll be in the third grade. We won't even get to have lunch
together! I thought that was unfair -
whose gonna watch over her? That was my
job!
I
told mommy I was worried and she said she'll talk to Mr. Dunn, the new
principal at school to see if we can share lunchtime. I really hope he says yes. I liked our old principal, Mrs. Schneider but
she retired; she was much nicer. Break
is over on April 15th, so I'll be praying real hard for him to say yes. Bye.
Karen
started back at school today and Mr. Dunn said we could share lunchtimes! Mommy said Mr. Dunn understood and recognized
that it's my job to watch over Karen, so she'll have lunch with me at my
lunchtime. Mrs. Nelson was very happy to
see Karen and gave her a big hug when she saw her. I was just grinning ear to ear 'cause we had
walked the whole way holding hands. I'm
so glad Karen's feeling better.
Yesterday was Easter Sunday and we planted another garden so maybe it's
working. I sure do hope so. Well, I gotta go now. I'm gonna help Karen with her homework 'cause
I already finished mine. She doesn't
really need my help since Miss Gail was such a fine tutor; I just want to sit
with her. Bye
What
a horrible day this has been! I really
hate Mr. Dunn 'cause he's such a liar.
He said he understood that it was my job to protect Karen but when I
tried to protect her today from a mean ole bully in school, I got
suspended. Can you believe that!?! John Simmons was on the playground at
lunchtime and you know what he did? He ran
up and ripped Karen's wig off her head and threw it in a muddy puddle and then
he just laughed and laughed. It made me
so mad that he would do that to my baby sister right in front of me and
everybody else that I just had to do something.
I ran at him and tackled him hard and we were rolling on the ground
fighting. Teachers came running and
separated us as fast as they could and took both of us to the principal's
office. I didn't even have a chance to
see if Karen was okay or not. The worst
part of all is that since the Simmons family is so bad, most people are afraid
of them, including Mr. Dunn. John's
older brother threw acid in a kid's face in high school this year and several
of his other brothers were already in jail.
Mr. Dunn made me wait outside his office for my mother to show up, who
they had already called. John told Mr.
Dunn that it was only an accident. He said that he was just walking next to
Karen and his elbow hit her wig and it just fell off. Can you believe that? Mr. Dunn did and that was why I was getting
suspended. He also said that Karen and I
can't have lunch anymore since I can't control my temper. I was so mad I couldn't stop crying. I was just doing my job taking care of Karen,
why couldn't he understand that? When
mom showed up and heard what happened she got real mad, but not at me. She was mad at Mr. Dunn and I was so glad she
understood. Even though I got suspended
for a day, she made sure that John got suspended too. Mommy said I was a hero and did my job just
the way I was supposed to. She gave me a
pat on the back and told me she was very proud of me. That made me feel a whole lot better. She wasn't mad at me at all, even though I
ripped my new school coat in the fight.
I saw Karen as soon as she got home and she gave me a big hug, too. She said I was her hero! We're both sad that we can't have lunch
together anymore, but Karen said she'll be okay, and I have to believe
her. I made her promise to tell me if
anyone bothers her and I believe she will.
Karen told me she thinks John knows to leave her alone now, 'cause I did
get in some good shots before we were separated. I sure hope so. I'm gonna pray for God to protect Karen at
school since I can't anymore. Bye for
now.
I
just finished a really neat book by a woman named Madeleine L'Engle called A
Wrinkle In Time. It was a marvelous adventure
with characters that remind me of Karen and I.
The two main characters are Margaret (Meg) and Charles Wallace and they
are brother and sister. Meg is as
protective of Charles Wallace as I am of Karen, so I understand her very
well. They also understand each other
without talking at all, which is what Karen and I do. The story is about how
their father, who is a scientist, has gone missing and how he gets saved by his
children. It starts with the introduction
of Mrs. Whatsit, Mrs. Who and Mrs. Which who are like Guardian Angels that help
them. It's a fantastic journey to a
darkened planet where their father is held captive. In the end, Meg, Charles Wallace and a friend,
Calvin, do save the father and bring him home.
What really saved everyone was Meg's love for her brother, Charles
Wallace, so maybe my love can save Karen.
I really do love her so very much.
I'm gonna find more books by Madeleine L'Engle 'cause she's a really
good writer and she's written more books with the same characters. Right now,
I'm going read this book again so maybe I can learn more about saving Karen
from the darkness of this world. Bye.
I
guess I didn't learn as much as I needed from Madeleine L'Engle's books, 'cause
Karen went back into the hospital again today with another bloody nose that
wouldn't stop bleeding. I even read the
book where Charles Wallace was sick and Meg saved him by going inside his body
into his very cells. It was called A
Wind in the Door. Meg was a Namer, some
one who recognizes who a person truly is.
Maybe that's the problem; I'm not a Namer. I don't have a Dragon to help me either, like
Meg did; I only have myself. Mommy said
Karen's gonna be in the hospital for awhile, so Miss Gail will be her tutor
again in the hospital. I'll still get to
visit her in the waiting room, whenever she feels up to it. I'm gonna work on the garden by myself and
hopefully it'll help some. I'm running
out of ideas. I'm just gonna have to
pray a lot harder so God doesn't take Karen away. I'm too sad to write anymore. Bye.
At
long last Karen has finally came home. She's been gone so long I was afraid she
would never come home. She's so skinny
and she hurts so much, she can't even move her legs. She's gonna need a wheelchair 'cause she
can't walk anymore. Dad's gonna try the
Elk's Club where he and Uncle Dick are members. Karen will stay at grandmas for
now because she really needs the care grandma can give her. School is out now, but Miss Gail is a good
friend to us and keeps in touch with both grandma and Karen. I sit with Karen every chance I get and I try
real hard to cheer her up, but she's always in so much pain that even smiling
hurts her. I cry a lot for her, but
never when she can see me. I don't want
her to get upset or to be worried about me.
I ask God all the time to make her better, but so far God has said
no. I'm gonna keep asking 'cause maybe
God will change His mind if I bother Him enough. I'm reading my books to Karen and she likes Madeleine
L'Engle's stories too. Well, I know I
should write more, but my heart hurts for Karen and I'm too sad to write
anything more. Bye.
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