January
7, 1983
Dear Diary,
Today I got out of
school at 10:30 am. We were going to
have a family conference with my mom’s doctor.
He talked soft, and I couldn’t hear him when he asked a question. Finally Mom told him I have a slight hearing
problem. He talked louder to me after
that. I don’t know why they talked so
quiet, though. I guess I never will.
That’s life!
P.S. Mom is doing good.
No backward glances allowed.
You'll miss the stones,
stumble,
fall face first onto the
ground.
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