1924.April Fool’s Day.I was fooled many times.The weather fooled usby snowing. Very cold.1925.April Fool’s Day,and also Kiddie Dayfor the Seniors.They all looked so cute.1926.April Fool’s Day,and we’re having Easter vacation!I didn’t have a chanceto fool the kids at school.1927.I’ve decided for surewhere I want to go to college--Allegheny.I hope I stick to that,for I’ve changed my mind so many times.
Poem number ONE of Thirty Poems in April, National Poetry Month!
We get to change our minds, it's our prerogative!
ReplyDeleteAnd year by year she grows to womanhood.
ReplyDeleteBest of luck for the poetry marathon that is April, Marian.
You go back a long way :-)
ReplyDeleteMy, you look young for your age! Seriously, though, how cool it must be to have access to your grandmother's diary, and the insight it provides into that era.
ReplyDeleteGreat inspiration from your grandma's writings & journals ~ Good luck with the April marathon ~
ReplyDeleteShe sounds so cute herself! I smiled reading her thinking the seniors looked so cute. I love your grandma's diary, Marian!
ReplyDeleteme, too!
DeletePerfect for today!
ReplyDeleteWhat a treat to find further inspiration from grandma's diary! There is such innocence in this. We have become too jaded these days.
ReplyDeleteSo many delightful things in your grandmother's diary, Marian. How wonderful for you.
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No Thiel? No Grove City? I'm really enjoying this run of work.
ReplyDeletehah. nope, Allegheny. Grove City? all wrong. :)
DeleteLucky you to have your grandmother's diary. These are lovely little glimpses into her life.
ReplyDeleteWhat a cool idea. I love the little snippets of the life of growing up.
ReplyDeleteThe form is fabulous, Marian. You are a clever girl.
ReplyDeleteYour grandma from Pittsburgh?
ReplyDeleteshe was, she grew up there. :)
DeleteI'm late to comment, but you know how I love when you breathe through your grandmother's words.
ReplyDelete:) i'm very glad.
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