The next two entries were so vastly different that I just had to post them together. I remember being a pretty bossy kid, and I think I made mountains out of mole hills a lot, but I sure don’t remember being so dramatic. I bet my mom would beg to differ; apparently I made her life a living hell at times. Here goes…
Date: 6-28-90
Week: 4
Weather: Summer
Hi diaray
I’m going thoye (through) a depreshen fase and I keep crying I don’t feel very good latly I get really dizzy and can berly walk, I have lot’s and lot’s of miscto (mosquito) bits and can’t help it. Bye
Date: 6-29-90
Week: 4
Weather: Summer
Yesterday was relly fun we went to stars and got coke, new kids cards and cookies We walke all the way to provo. I got my Bike fixed and I might go to the mall we went to sislers to. Roxane
So, obviously I wrote the 6-28-90 entry in the morning, we had our “really fun” day, and the next day I wrote the 6-29-90 entry about 6-28-90. That’s the only way to explain my 9-year-old bi-polar disorder. Why, at 9-years-old, would I be depressed? I don’t really think the dizziness was anything more than just standing up or getting out of the bed too quickly, but apparently this was a very big deal, and it looks like mosquito bites only added to my hellacious ordeal.
And yet, the very next day I say how great my dizzy, depressed, mosquito ridden day was! If this is how most 9-year-old girls are, parents everywhere should worry.
I think Stars was the local grocery store. At this time my family was living in Springfield, Utah and my mom didn’t have her driver’s license yet (she immigrated from the Philippines and had no reason to drive there; she didn’t get her license until she was 36- years-old, probably 2 years after this entry). Whenever we needed to get groceries, my two brothers, my sister, and I would walk with mom to the next town where it was located to help her carry them home. It was probably the same distance as walking from Bryant to Benton on the I-30 service road (for you AR readers). On more than one occasion I remember strangers picking us up and driving all 5 of us into town or back to our house, a thought now that is horrifying. But, it was summer, after all, and very hot…I’m sure seeing a little Asian lady with 4 kids walking down a highway, all carrying grocery bags full of food was a pitiful enough site to make anyone want to stop and help.
Pretty funny to see we got New Kids on the Block trading cards.
I don’t know what happened to my bike that it needed to be fixed, and I think Sizzler’s was a restaurant.
