TEDDY KENT'S DIARY
Emily of New Moon 100% belongs to L M Montgomery!
Dear Diary,
My life has been miserable for the past time. I have been in bed for so long and my muscles feel achy and sore. I don't know how I shall ever move again. The doctors say that I hovered so close to death that it is a miracle that I am alive, and it certainly feels that way.
I have been sick for at least a week, though I do not know how long exactly. Time has not graced me with keeping my facts straight and my mother refuses to tell me.
The last thing I remember before being seriously ill is Sunday School… last week, maybe. Not that Sunday School was all that interesting, or at least not more interesting than usual, but it was who was there that is interesting. There is a new girl in town, and I hope that she has come to school too so that I can meet her more properly there. Anyway, I saw a girl at Sunday School; she had thick black hair and gray-purple eyes that looked as if they held more knowledge than anyone in that room, including my Sunday School teacher. She wasn't all that beautiful, but her looks surpassed all the girls' fair hair and blue eyes in that room.
I think she caught me looking. I hope not, but I won't lie to myself. I made it quite obvious, what with my red face as she caught me in the act.
I am getting better, but according to Doctor Burnley, I'm not getting better fast enough. I quite agree; my limbs are still sore and my eyes are still heavy with sleep. I am all alone, for my mother is going through some traumatic time in her life. Whenever I am sick or get hurt, she cries for hours on end, and I never know what to do. I love my mum, but sometimes she doesn't act like a mother all that well. People say she is queer, but I don't agree. She is just… out of sync with life sometimes.
Earlier today, guess who surprised me at my very own house? Emily Starr, the girl who I saw last Sunday. She came with Ilse Burnley, a pretty gem of a girl, with blonde hair and a fiery temper. What glorious fun I had with them two! I felt better already. Emily is just as smart as I thought, and it turns out she is going to school with me. She is a little behind, seeing as she has never been to school before, but I have no doubt that she will surpass me and all the rest of the kids in our class, including the boys. She is smart, though modest as well. I love how she sees all the beauty in things, like the trees and the sky, and she isn't scared to say so.
I just might fancy Emily Starr. How shall I ever tell her?
Teddy Kent