Dear Elizabeth,
We are going to California in ten days by my paper chain. Yesterday, I went to choir and performed, but after that, Phil Cairns said I was a panther and probably had two pounds of meat inside me. I could feel my cheeks grow hot, and I could imagine myself as red as a tomato. Marianna whispered not to pay attention.
Love, Maria
P.S. We got a something. I like them, and when I said so, Phil said I was a weirdo!
Drawing of a "bottle of heart" and a diary, presumably an illustration of the phrase, "pouring one's heart out onto the pages."
Also what even was Phil's comment? Kids are so strange.
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