Windsday September 12, 1956
My dad likes Bobs caffteara so we go there. Mom wants and other place but he dont care. We do what he wants. Dad did it agin. got mad at the boy who bring us water. Says he dont do it fast enough. Says we wont go back. Im sad. I like Bobs.
Windday September 19, 1956
Tonite we gone to Petes. mexcan food place my dad wants to try. mom canít eat spices, so she get salids. a nice place, but dad says lady too slow. he upset but liked the food, so I guess we go back I hope.
a table of weerd people there. put 3 tables to gathr and said prares. Even holdin hands. Made dad roll eyes. why wuld they held hands and smile a lot. Dad keeps us quite whn he eats. wants to think about his food. Always wundered why. Whats there to think about.
Wenesday September 26, 1956
Back to petes. Tonight I got in trubble in the car for asking them to come to my brownie party. Dad says he gets tired of always havin to do what we want. My mom angerd at him.
Weerd people were there again. Tonite theye real loud. Laffing a lot . older lady tells stories and they all laff. No one talks when she talk. I notiss that. They listen to her. Said somethin about goin to church. Id never been to chursh. My friend Sally go. I ask my mom on way home if we can go, and dad says no. Somethin about hippo crits? Not sure how to spell it. Maybe its like grits, and he doesnst like them. I did not know you ate at church.
Winesday October 2, 1956
Back to Petes. Hope dad would lurn to be nice to people who wait on us. I feel sad for them when he complanes. I want to tell them he drinks and gets mean.. It makes me want to stay home.
The weerd people were back. new people with kids there. The little girl spilt milk, and they all use nakins to clean it. No one got mad. No one. They dont even tell her shes stupid. I was waitin for a yell, and no one did it. I stare at their table. I like to hear them laffin. They like each other.
Wednesday October 9
We dont have much fun, I pretend I get to sit with the weerd people. Somethin happen as we left tonite. A nice lady from the weerd table smiled at me like she knows me or somethin. Donít know why, but it made me want to cry. I keep thinkn why they are so happy.
Wednesday October 15
our last time at Petes. Dad mad agin. Nothin new. I hear the weerd table tonite talk about church agin. They like each other. Laffin and stuff. One day I wanna sit with weerd people. But dad would be mad.
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