Oh, early June. The sunsets have been striking, and I saw a fat, furry black and yellow bumblebee, and an elegant ebony and white butterfly.
Things in my world are different now from when I was a preteen and teen, and yet still the same. I'm still reporting on clothes or accessories I've bought or want to buy, or about talking on the phone, one of my favorite pastimes. [Tonight, I stretched out on the couch to talk to Sis.]
June was when the carnival [a huge parish fundraiser] came to St. Mary's for a week, complete with ferris wheel, games of chance and cotton candy. It also meant we were out at night and might see the boys from our class there. And we weren't all in our uniforms! The month ushered in summer--the halters [later, the tube tops], the swimsuits, the shorts, the Nair TV commercials, the Flicker razors.
And when I wish Figgy would share everything going on in her life with me, looking at my old diary helps me understand that I also kept things to myself--and select friends. Check my creative Morse code below...seven sets of exclamation points separated by periods....I can't fathom now what I was hiding from prying eyes, but it surely had to do with a boy. Probably R.B. from St. Mary's School or Art from around the corner [or possibly Bart, Art's equally handsome and devilish identical twin; they lived next to my friend Irene.] Whatever it was, it must have felt pretty thrilling.
Entries from a date in early June...
1973 [age 12]: I played with I. and L., studied Geog. It was hot + sunny. !!!...!!!...!!!...!!!....!!!...!!!...!!!...
1974 [age 13]: Washed my hair. Studied. Talked on phone.
Did you keep a diary when you were younger? Do you have it? What's it like reading it now?
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Hi Alice,
ReplyDeleteMe again. Seem to have a little more time on my hands these days so I may as well make the best of it.
I did keep a diary all through high school. It was filled with lists of boys that I thought were cute, tales of unrequited love and garden-variety teenage angst. What else? I don’t have it any longer but it would be fun to read the entries and remember what I thought was so important in life back then! Being a teen-ager is not easy, as I’m sure you are reminded on a daily basis.
Love, Linda
Hi Linda. thanks for the comment. and i bet your diary had drawings in it or on the cover too? how did you deal with teen angst--did you confide in aldo and edith? love alice
ReplyDeleteYes for the drawings. No for the confiding in parents!
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