Dear Diary,
As I had a chance to sit and talk with Cal, I have learned that she indeed has become a lawyer, and quite a famous one at that. Apparently, she had had Atticus' assistance through the years. I am tending to believe that she is going to work on a case here in Maycomb concerning a woman named Christine Baxter, who was accused of breaking into a small library on the outskirts of town and staling a copy of Robinson Crusoe without a library card. I wonder if the case would be less severe had she a library card? So many questions. Sometimes I confuse myself. Dill and me are doing fine. Meredith and Jem are coming over for dinner tomorrow, as it is Thanksgiving. Truthfully, I'm not so sure I'm a good turkey-cooker. Cal tried to teach me years ago when I was 14, but even then I couldn't do it, as the turkey ended up looking more of a chicken. Miss Maudie told me today that I should write this journal in detail incase future generations read it. But how long could this journal last? I mean, it's not like the people of 2000 will be reading this. 2000! How long from now it seems.
I called Jem today and we had an interesting conversation. He lives down in Princeton County, a good 10 miles south of here. I asked how Meredith was and he had interesting news! Meredith is going to have a child. The name is undecided, but if it's a girl, they plan for Caroline and if it's a boy they plan for Cody. I really want a niece, but Dill wants a nephew. I suppose that makes sense. I'm so excited! Perhaps one day Dill and I will have a child. I'm partial to the names Thomas and Maudie. I suppose there is reason behind this.
I have decided to look in an old chest of my things from years ago that I kept. I found a piece of the ham suit I wore on Halloween 1937. There was a football form Jem's football days, and something that intrigued me: A white Camellia. I still wonder why that was in there. It was dried and handles very carefully, and it must have been important.
The old days seem so long ago, as if they happened in a past life. Ah, her is Dill to help em bake the turkey. I suppose I'd better go and get ready. I'll write tomorrow after Jem and Meredith leave. I hope the turkey turns out well. Wish me all luck!
~Scout~
As I had a chance to sit and talk with Cal, I have learned that she indeed has become a lawyer, and quite a famous one at that. Apparently, she had had Atticus' assistance through the years. I am tending to believe that she is going to work on a case here in Maycomb concerning a woman named Christine Baxter, who was accused of breaking into a small library on the outskirts of town and staling a copy of Robinson Crusoe without a library card. I wonder if the case would be less severe had she a library card? So many questions. Sometimes I confuse myself. Dill and me are doing fine. Meredith and Jem are coming over for dinner tomorrow, as it is Thanksgiving. Truthfully, I'm not so sure I'm a good turkey-cooker. Cal tried to teach me years ago when I was 14, but even then I couldn't do it, as the turkey ended up looking more of a chicken. Miss Maudie told me today that I should write this journal in detail incase future generations read it. But how long could this journal last? I mean, it's not like the people of 2000 will be reading this. 2000! How long from now it seems.
I called Jem today and we had an interesting conversation. He lives down in Princeton County, a good 10 miles south of here. I asked how Meredith was and he had interesting news! Meredith is going to have a child. The name is undecided, but if it's a girl, they plan for Caroline and if it's a boy they plan for Cody. I really want a niece, but Dill wants a nephew. I suppose that makes sense. I'm so excited! Perhaps one day Dill and I will have a child. I'm partial to the names Thomas and Maudie. I suppose there is reason behind this.
I have decided to look in an old chest of my things from years ago that I kept. I found a piece of the ham suit I wore on Halloween 1937. There was a football form Jem's football days, and something that intrigued me: A white Camellia. I still wonder why that was in there. It was dried and handles very carefully, and it must have been important.
The old days seem so long ago, as if they happened in a past life. Ah, her is Dill to help em bake the turkey. I suppose I'd better go and get ready. I'll write tomorrow after Jem and Meredith leave. I hope the turkey turns out well. Wish me all luck!
~Scout~