چند روز قبل داشتم ، مطلبی را که برای شب یلدای دو سال پیش نوشته بودم ، مرور می کردم، خیلی خنده ام گرفت، روزی که آن پست را نوشتم مثل دینامت بودم و در آستانه ی انفجار ، واقعاً عصبانی ، هنوز هم آن پست یکی از محبوب ترین پست های من هست. و البته اون شب یلدا هم یکی از شب چله های فراموش نشدنی بوده که تا حالا داشتم.
شاید به خاطر همین بود که مطلب تازه ای اضافه نکردم و شاید به سبب این که دیروز اینترنتم یک خورده به مشکل برخورده بود ، به هر حال درازترین شب سال هم گذشت، پاییز دوست داشتنی رفت و اکنون من در دل اولین روز زمستان و از سردترین ماه سال ، دی ، نشسته ام و می نویسم .
به امید زمستانی خوش ، امتحاناتی با آرامش و روزهایی طولانی و کشدار به خوشمزگی پیتزا !!
I suppose you're thinking now what a frivolous, shallow little beast she is , and what a waste of money to educate a girl?
But, Daddy, if you'd been dressed in checked ginghams all your life, you'd appreciate how I feel. And when I started to the high school, I entered upon another period even worse than the checked ginghams.
The poor box.
You can't know how I dreaded appearing in school in those miserable poor-box dresses. I was perfectly sure to be put down in class next to the girl who first owned my dress, and she would whisper and giggle and point it out to the others. The bitterness of wearing your enemies' cast-off clothes eats into your soul. If I wore silk stocking for the rest of my life, I don't believe I could obliterate the scar.
راستی بابا، روزی که ما زنان حقوق خود را به دست آوریم، شما مردها باید خیلی مواظب وضع خودتان باشید مبادا سرتان بی کلاه بماند.
Supposing the swimming tank in the gymnasium were filled full of lemon jelly, could a person trying to swim manage to keep on top or would he sink?
We were having lemon jelly for dessert when the question came up. We discussed it heatedly for half an hour and it's still unsettled. Sallie thinks that she could swim in it, but I am perfectly sure that the best swimmer in the world would sink. Wouldn't it be funny to be drowned in lemon jelly?
Two other problem are engaging the attention of our table.
1st. What shape are the rooms in an octagon house? Some of the girls insist that they're square; but I think they'd have to be shaped like a piece of pie. Don't you?
2nd. Suppose there were a great big hollow sphere made of looking-glass and you were sitting inside. Where would it stop reflecting your face and begin reflecting your back? The more one thinks about this problem, the more puzzling it becomes. You can see with what deep philosophical reflection we engage our leisure!
Did I ever tell you about the election? It happened three weeks ago, but so fast do we live, that three weeks is ancient history. Sallie was elected, and we had a torchlight parade with transparencies saying, 'McBride for Ever,' and a band consisting of fourteen pieces ( three mouth organs and eleven combs ).
Bonne nuit, cher Daddy. Acceptez mez compliments,
je suis , Votre Judy