پرودگار به تو و این هفته خیر و برکت دهد.
I am studying Latin prose composition. I have been studying it. I shall be studying it. I shall be about to have been studying it. My re-examination comes the 7th hour next Tuesday, and I am going to pass or BUST. So you may expect to hear from me next, whole and happy and free from conditions, or in fragments.
I will write a respectable letter when it's over. Tonight I have a pressing engagement with Ablative Absolute.
Yours--in evident haste
fragment پاره ، تکه، قطعه، قطعات متلاشی ، باقیمانده ،
اول ماه مارس
ب. ل. د. عزیزم ،
من دارم انشاء نثر لاتین می خوانم . من آن را خوانده بودم ، من آن را خواهم خواند ، من می خواهم که آن را بخوانم. امتحان من روز سه شنبه زنگ هفتم انجام خواهد شد. من باید قبول شوم یا منفجر شوم
پس نامه آینده ی من یا از جودی تندرست و خوش حال خبر می دهد و یا از جودی ریز ریز شده شما را آگاه می سازد
به هر حال هر وقت که امتحان تمام شد، نامه ای با کمال احترام برای شما خواهم نوشت، اما امشب خیلی کار دارم
آن که خیلی عجله دارد
ج . آ
10 ماه اوت
آقای بابا لنگ دراز
اما قهرمان داستان خیلی خودش را لوس می کند و گوش به حرف من نمی دهد. من هم حالا آنرا کنار گذاشته ام و دارم به شما نامه می نویسم . ( هر چند که شما هم مطابق میل من رفتار نمی کنید. اما چه فایده؟)
Also he tells us what is happening in the Great World. Several people on the route take daily papers, and he reads them as he jogs along, and repeats the news to the ones who don't subscribe. So in case a war breaks out between the Untied States and Japan, or the president is assassinated, or Mr. Rockefeller leaves a million dollars to the John Grier Home, you needn't bother to writer; I'll hear it anyway.
No sign yet of Master Jervie. But you should see how clean our house is--and with what anxiety we wipe our feet before we step in!
I hope he'll come soon; I am longing for someone to talk to. Mrs. Semple, to tell you the truth, gets rather monotonous. She never lets ideas interrupt the easy flow of her conversation. It's a funny thing about the people here. Their world is just this single hilltop. They are not a bit universal, if you know what I mean. It's exactly the same as at the John Grier Home. Our ideas there were bounded by the four sides of the iron fence, only I didn't mind it so much because I was younger, and was so awfully busy. By the time I'd got all my beds made any my babies' faces washed and had gone to school and come home and had washed their faces again and darned their stockings and mended Freddie Perkins's trousers ( he tore them every day of his life) and learned my lessons in between--I was ready to go to bed, and I didn't notice any lack of social intercourse. But after two years in a conversational college, I do miss it; and I shall be glad to see somebody who speaks my language.
I really believe I've finished, Daddy. Nothing else occurs to me at the moment--I'll try to write a longer letter next time.
Yours always, Judy
PS. The lettuce hasn't done at all well this year. It was so dry early in the season.