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Today
after school, my French class met in the mall at a French restaurant. We have a very good teacher, Miss Veacchia
and it was her idea. In class in school,
they're making her use French tapes for the whole class and we all hate
them. The school says it's part of the
curriculum and she has to use to them, but we learn more the way she teaches
than just by repeating after a stupid old tape.
She said this wasn't a class trip, 'cause we're not allowed to have
them. She just told all of us that she
was going to be at the mall and anybody that wanted to join her was
welcome. Pretty much the whole class
showed up and we had a great time. Even
though we're supposed to use the tapes all the time, she told us that we can still
finish the play that the class was writing in French anyway. It's a silly play about these two hijackers
that are real stupid and they have a gremlin in their posh josh, that means
left pocket. I may not remember anything
else, but I know I'll always remember posh josh. Another silly thing that I learned was from
another teacher, Mr. Kuddles. He was a
real boring teacher and I don't think he liked his job very much. Every time we had a test it was multiple
choice and had a word search on the back.
We weren't supposed to cheat, but we could work together on the word
search. I thought that was real stupid
'cause everybody cheated anyway since he made it so easy. What he really enjoyed teaching us was
Origami; the folding of paper in to a small bird. It seems that folding the bird is the most
anyone ever learns from his class. Now that seems real silly to me. I like my English teacher a lot more. We're studying the rock opera Tommy by The
Who. I know it sounds silly, but it is
interesting too. I'm realizing that I
don't know a whole lot about popular music at all. I guess I spend too much time in church
singing church songs, but I don't really care.
I like the Osmond's a whole lot and I don't think kids in school think
they're cool at all, so I don't tell anyone.
Oh, well, I guess I'm just not very cool. Most of the kids don't like reading as much
as I do either, so I am letting my hair grow longer 'cause that's the style
now; maybe that'll help some. I did make
a friend, Patti. She likes reading as
much as I do. We used to play softball
together when we were nine years old.
She used to go to Catholic school, but she came to public school in the
7th grade and she remembered me from softball.
We have the same gym class with Mrs. Whitehead and we're both pretty
good at sports. The other thing we agree
on is that square dancing in gym is really stupid and we both hate doing
it. We both love dodge ball, though. I think we're gonna be good friends. Well, that's pretty much all that's been happening. I'm gonna go play Rock 'em Sock 'em Robots
with Karen now. Bye.
We
didn't sing in church today, the adult choir was singing a Cantata about Noah
and the ark. It was pretty neat and they
did a good job with it; everyone applauded at the end. Tonight we had a MYF meeting and discussed
Noah and how hard it must have been for him to build a ship in the desert where
there was no water at all. People
thought he was just crazy, but they sure did change their minds when it started
raining and never stopped. Rev. Jobe
said that almost every single culture in the world had a story about a flood,
so I guess it must have really happened.
I suppose it's hard to follow God's will if you're the only one who
hears it. Rev. Jobe asked all of us what
we would do if we were Noah. I told him
that I just didn't know what I'd do but I would try to do the right thing and
listen to God. He said that answer was
good enough but then said it was always important to pay attention to what God
wants from us, not just what we want from God.
He said that we can hear God if pray every day, study the Bible and we
listen carefully to our inner voice because we are all a part of God. That makes good sense, but it's a lot harder
than it sounds 'cause I've got a lot of voices in my head and they tell me all
kinds of things. I don't know exactly
which voice is God's, but maybe I have to grow up all the way to know. Anyway, that's what I learned today, bye.
We
had a real fun MYF meeting tonight and it was at our house; it was dad's
idea. He called it improvisation and he
tape recorded everyone while we were doing it.
It was real funny. Evie was the
best at it. No matter what skit dad gave
her, she just did the best job and got everyone else all tongue-tied. She did one skit as a driver who went through
a red light and Glenn was the officer who pulled her over. Before she was done she had him saying that
she went through a green light, not a red light so he couldn't give her a ticket
at all. I tried to be quick witted, but
I'm just too shy to pull it off like Evie does.
Even still, everybody had a great time, especially when dad played the
tape back for us. I'm not sure where dad
learned to do improvisation, but it was something that he did with mom, pop and
uncle Fred. Grandma always listened and
laughed, but I guess she's shy like me and never played with them. Pop was pretty good at improv and him and dad
always had a great time. I was never
there when they made the tapes, but all us kids have heard them and they're
pretty funny. I was real glad dad had
the idea to share his improv with us.
Well, I've got school tomorrow, so bye for now.
Today
the family sang for a Radio-thon at Sirianni's restaurant. We weren't the only ones singing, but I think
the Radio-thon was to raise money for kids that are sick and since Karen has
been a sick kid, they wanted us to be there.
Right now, Karen looks pretty healthy even though she still doesn't have
any hair. She wears her wig so people
don't even know that she's bald. We had
dinner there too and it was real good. I
got a shrimp cocktail which I really love.
It's not often that I get shrimp so I was happy to have it. Karen did a great job of eating and I'm
really hoping the worst part of her sickness is gone. Her birthday is coming up next month and
she's gonna be 10 years old. I got some
beads and I'm gonna make her a necklace for her birthday. Karen might get to start going back to school
real soon. I won't be able to walk with
her, but she can walk with Kathy and Lisa, plus Mrs. Nelson is always
there. I have to walk with Walter 'cause
the High school's right next to the Jr. High School. It's hard for me to keep up with Walter since
his legs are so much longer than mine. I
think I'm just gonna start walking with some of my friends from Broadway School
I'm
getting ready to read another book by S.E. Hinton, the 17 year old girl who
wrote The Outsiders. This book is called
That Was Then, This Is Now. I just got
it, so now that the Radio-thon is done and over with, I'm gonna start
reading. I'll write again soon, bye.
Today's
Easter service was so beautiful. Karen
was feeling so much stronger she just glowed today. We sat together holding hands until it was
time to stand up for the Hallelujah Chorus, then we stood up holding hands. The church just smelled lovely
with all the flowers on the altar and I was just so happy Karen was feeling
better. I think Easters my favorite
holiday, even more than Christmas 'cause it's all about miracles and new
starts. I'm hoping and praying that this
is a new start for me and Karen. Well,
we're going over to grandmas for dinner now, so I'll write again soon.
Happy
Birthday today for Karen! She got more
baby dolls, which she just loves. I
think that if she could have a baby of her own right now, she'd be so happy. She also got a really pretty dress that has
pink ruffles on the sleeves; she named it her La La La dress. She also got the cutest little wicker chair
with it's own little cushion. When she
put on the dress and sat in her chair, she looked just like a little Angel. Uncle Fred gave her note paper that said,
"A quick note from Karen Ann Homan".
He said that it would make writing all the thank you notes that she has
to write to people a whole lot easier. I
have to agree since so many people send her cards, gifts and money, plus donate
blood for her; she's always got a lot of thank you notes to write. She loved the necklace I gave her. She said it was so very special 'cause I made
it myself and she will always treasure it.
We had a wonderful cake and a wonderful party and Karen went to bed
tired, but real happy. I thanked God for
making her birthday such a special and happy day for her. Bye.
It
happened again. Karen got another nose
bleed that just wouldn't stop no matter what grandma or mom did and they had to
rush her to the hospital. So many bad
things seem to happen on Fridays, I don't know why. I'm real scared 'cause this one was really
bad. I can't go up to see her until
mommy says I can, but it probably won't be until next week, or maybe longer. All I can do is just pray and I'm gonna pray
real hard for her. Please God, I'm
begging you, help my sister, please!
Rev.
Jobe announced that Karen was back in the hospital again and he asked the
congregation to pray for our family. I
don't want anyone praying for me, pray for Karen! She's the one who needs our help. I'm glad the children's choir didn't sing
today, I don't think I could have. My
heart hurts so much that I feel like crying all the time. Karen's eyes looked so sad when mommy took
her back to the hospital again, it broke my heart. I'm gonna plant the garden all by myself and
beg God to cure Karen. I'm gonna tell
God that I'll do anything He asks for the rest of my life, if He'll just cure
my sister. He can even make pop bad
again, I don't care. I just really hope
that He's listening today, He just has to.
Well
I finally got to see Karen today and she looks worse than ever. She's even skinnier than before and her eyes
are sunken in her beautiful face. She
tries so hard to smile for me, but she hurts too much to really pull it
off. We didn't do anything but sit
together; I talked and she listened. I
told her all about church and how everyone was praying for her, which she said
made her happy. I told her that I was
working on the garden for her and praying as hard as I could for her. Karen told me that Rev. Jobe had been up to
see her and gave her communion in her room.
I thought that was really nice of him.
She said it made her feel better.
We don't have communion that often in church so I'm glad Rev. Jobe
brought it to her. When we do have it in
church, it takes up most of the service 'cause everyone has to go up to kneel
at the railing to receive the pieces of square bread and little tiny glasses of
grape juice. It seems most of the people
in church don't like to do it too often, I don't know why. I asked Karen if she knew why, but she didn't
either. She said she liked doing it
'cause it brought her closer to Jesus and she wanted Him real close to her when
she was feeling so sick. I have to agree
with her 'cause it sure doesn't look like the doctors are doing much to help
her, so we have to depend on Jesus to heal her.
Karen said she's starting to feel like a pin cushion since she's always
getting stuck with needles. She showed
me her arms where they were all black and blue.
The only good thing she said was that she's not getting anymore spinal
taps, 'cause they hurt the most. She
couldn't stay long with me in the waiting room and mommy came to tell me that
it was time for her to go back to her room.
I hated seeing her leave, but I gave her a kiss and told her I'd see her
again as soon as I could. I just don't
understand why God isn't listening to me and everybody else who's praying for
Karen. I know He can do anything, why
won't He do something? I feel so sad I
don't think I'm gonna write anymore until she comes home. Goodbye until then.
Hurrah! Karen's finally home again, well home at
grandmas where I can see her all the time.
She still looks real skinny but she's just so happy to be out of the
hospital, that it makes her feel a little bit better. Grandma said Karen had a transfusion at the
hospital and it should help her a lot.
I'm so glad that somebody's doing something to help her. I told Karen I was upset at God because He
wasn't helping her and she got mad at me.
She told me that she dreams of Jesus all the time and He's taking real
good care of her, I needed to trust God.
I didn't want Karen to be mad at me so I said I was sorry and I would
try real hard to trust God as much as she did.
She didn't stay mad at me at all and gave me a really beautiful
smile. Then I felt so much better. I asked her what she wanted to do today; we
could do whatever she wanted. She
decided we should play Rummy, so that's just what we did. Karen said Miss Gail was still gonna be her
tutor and she even came to the hospital when Karen was in there. I thought that was really nice and said so. I think Miss Gail is going to be friends with
Karen and grandma for a very long time, even after Karen goes back to regular
school again. Grandma sure was right
about her; we are definitely lucky to have her.
I
have only one more week of school then I'm off for the summer. I played softball in 7th grade, but I'm
really looking forward to the summer games.
I'll still have Debbie as my coach, which is great 'cause she's so
nice. She will drive me to any of the
games that mom can't go to. Debbie also
plays on a woman's softball team and I'll get to watch her play, too.
Grandma
came in the living room today and told us that our 1st cousin, Debbie was going
to come for a visit. There sure are a
lot of girls named Debbie. Cousin Debbie
was Aunt Beth's daughter and we've never met her before. I really don't know anything about her, but I
don't know much about Aunt Beth, either, and she's grandma's daughter. Karen and I both think it'll be nice to meet
a cousin. I had told her that so many
kids in my school had cousins all over the place; I thought it was sad that we
never really knew any of our cousins at all.
Now, we'll get to at least meet one.
Well, that's all the news for now, bye.
Cousin
Debbie got here today; dad went to the airport to pick her up. She's very pretty, very nice and a lot older
than me. She's going to spend a week
here and will be staying at grandma's house.
Her and Karen got along immediately, which is good since they're both
staying there together. I felt shy and
embarrassed around her though, so I didn't say much at all. I do wish she could be like an older sister
to me instead of a cousin. I mean I did have an older sister, her name was
Eileen, but she didn't live very long and I never met her. She died when she was just 3 weeks old before
I was even born. Now I'm stuck being the
oldest sister and I'm not sure that I'm doing a very good job. I really only get along with my baby sister
and I can't seem to help her much at all.
I'll just have to keep trying harder and harder that's all. We're all going to go down to the boardwalk
so Debbie can see the ocean and all the boardwalk attractions. Bye for now.
Cousin
Debbie went back home to Colorado Pennsylvania New York
I
got to baby-sit for Mr. and Mrs. Digory last night! They paid me $5.00 an hour while they went
out to dinner. It was a real easy job
because the twins are still young and go to bed early. They're real cute kids and well behaved; we
get along real good. I read them both a
bed time story and then tucked them in to their beds. They each have their own room, but the rooms
are real small. It's kinda a strange
little house with no attic, so all the ceilings tilt, but it's nice too. There's a lot more room downstairs than there
is upstairs. They even have a
fireplace. Mrs. D. made these real big,
square pillows that you can lay on the floor to watch TV., which is what I did
once the kids went to bed. I can use
them, with the cushions from the couches to make a bed to sleep in, on the
floor. Tonight I'll be sleeping over,
that way the Digory's don't have to rush home.
I made my bed on the floor, but I stayed awake until they got home at
around midnight . They both thanked me very much and paid me
$25.00 for the easiest job I've ever had.
I told them I'd baby-sit anytime they wanted me to. Mrs. D. gave me a kiss on the forehead and
told me to get some sleep, so that's just what I did. In the morning I helped Mrs. D. make
breakfast and ate with the kids. They
both told their mommy what a good babysitter I was and that made me real
happy. I spent the rest of the morning
helping Mrs. D with her household chores, now I'm going to go visit with Karen
and see if there's anything she wants that I can buy for her. Bye for now.
I'm
officially a teenager! I turned 13 years
old today and you know what? I really
don't feel any different than I did yesterday.
It's funny 'cause I've waited so long to be a teenager, and it's not
such a big deal at all. School started
on Wednesday and now I'm in the 8th grade.
Lisa's starting Junior High School this year, but we don't walk together
'cause she already has her own friends.
I'm too much of a tom-boy for her to hang out with and that's okay with
me. I have my friends that I walk to
school with. I know Lisa's gonna be one
of the popular girls and that's okay with me, too. I think the popular girls are kinda
stupid. They're always so worried about
what the boys think of their clothes and hair and stupid things like that. I don't waste my time worrying about that
kinda stuff. Karen's still getting
tutored by Miss Gail and staying at grandma's house. I'm still real worried about her 'cause she's
so very skinny. Her little legs are like
toothpicks and she hardly gets up and walks anymore. She still plays games with me, but she
doesn't have as much fun as she used to.
It's sad 'cause I know she doesn't feel real good at all. I wonder why the doctors can't help her more;
I wonder that a lot. Grandma says the
doctors are doing everything they can and soon they'll be giving her another
blood transfusion and that should help her a lot. I asked grandma if I could give blood now
that I'm a teenager, but she said I had to be older than 13; that stinks. Today when I went to visit with Karen she was
sleeping so I didn't wake her up. I just
wrote her a note and left it by her bed.
I'll stop back after dinner 'cause I know she'll want to say Happy
Birthday to me. Well, bye for now.
Karen
didn't feel well enough to go to church today.
Everyone asked mom and dad how she was doing, I listened real closely
but they didn't tell anybody anything that I didn't already know. The whole church is praying for her and I'm
very thankful for that; maybe God will hear so many people asking for the same
thing. Rev. Jobe had the congregation
sing Happy Birthday to me and it was nice, but it's hard to be happy when you
feel so sad. Today, after church, I sat
with Karen and we watched the Little Rascals on TV. It was pretty funny today and she was able to
laugh right along with me when they glued that baby's diapers to the
staircase. It was a crazy show. Karen had given me a birthday card that she
had made herself on Friday. She told me
today that she's working on cards for Kathy, Lisa and Dad, 'cause all their
birthdays are at the end of this month.
I told her I'd help her if she wanted and she said yes. She's gonna have Uncle Fred do their names in
calligraphy on the outside and she asked me to get some pretty fall
leaves. Karen said that grandma was
going to help her press them in wax paper as a gift for dad. I told her I would get the best leaves that I
could find. We have a lot of trees in
our yard and a whole bunch of leaves. I
said that I would look for different kind of leaves when I walked to school
tomorrow and that made her real happy.
Most of the day we just sat watching TV.
It was a very peaceful kinda day.
Bye for now.
Today
we had a class trip in English class with Mrs. Fulton. We went to the Guggenheim Theatre at Monmouth College
Karen
got another blood transfusion and now she has jaundice. Grandma said that someone who donated blood
must have had hepatitis and didn't know it.
I asked grandma what jaundice meant and she said that Karen's skin and
eyes were yellow looking; that's what jaundice means. I was upset because Karen was sick enough on
her own, she didn't need someone to make her sicker. Grandma said I can't see Karen for a few
days, it's not safe. Boy, doesn't that
just stink. I asked grandma to give
Karen my love and to tell her that I'll come see her as soon as it's safe. Grandma promised. I thought a blood transfusion was supposed to
help Karen, not hurt her. Maybe our
garden only works once, 'cause it sure hasn't helped my baby sister much at
all.
Today
I got invited by a friend in school, Kathy Woods, to go canoeing with her
family next weekend. I asked mom and dad
and they both said I could go. I've
never been canoeing before but Kathy says her family goes all the time and
she'll teach me everything I need to know.
They've got their own canoes and usually canoe for the entire
weekend. I'm supposed to stay over her
house for Halloween, then we leave first thing in the morning on Saturday. I'm real excited. Except for my trip to Mount Misery
Today
I leave to go over to Kathy's house for Trick or Treating and then tomorrow,
I'm going canoeing! I've got everything
packed and ready 'cause I did it last night.
Kathy's mom is picking me up in about an hour; so I'm just double
checking to make sure I've got everything.
Kathy told me that everything I bring has to be in plastic bags to
protect it from water. I'm going to bring
you, my Journal and I have a special
plastic bag just for you. I'm so excited. I've never been camping out in the wilderness
before; I hope it doesn't get too cold.
I asked mommy if I had time to say goodbye to Karen, but she said she
didn't think so. I really wanted to say
goodbye, but I guess mom's right. I can
see her when I get back. Well, it's time
to put you in to your special plastic bag now.
I'll write something when I get out in the wilderness. Bye.
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