With seven girls, there is never a dull moment at the orphanage (even though Miss Gretchen wishes for peace), and April keeps a lively record of all that goes on. We think that sometimes the story would be different if one of the other girls told it, but since April is the only one to write it down, her story becomes history. Check here daily to find out all the details of life in the orphanage in between the Sunday visits to Grandma's house.
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The back doors of the church were left open and we could smell sweet blossoms on the trees outside. All the mud from the last few weeks and all the smells of old boots and wet wool were gone. I love the first day in the spring when it is warm enough to have the doors open. Except for an occasional bee or fly who wants to listen, it is peaceful.
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Today we baked as usual, but we finished quite early. Meg has not gone to help at the bakery since the holidays. She says the bakery is not busy enough. In fact, it was busy at the beginning and for holidays, but the owners think that Amber Fields is too small to support a bakery. The might move to another bigger city like Beemont. She says they like it here and would stay if they can find another way to make money.
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I have not been keeping track of the multiplication tournament very well in my journal, but today Emmaline’s team won the championship. They got to eat cake and the rest of us were a little bit envious. The part that was good about the whole thing is that there wasn’t a team that lost all of their matches
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Today was a silly day. I was not the only one to play a joke. Mrs. Miller paid us back for the mouse we tricked her with last year. When we went to eat our oatmeal there were black specks all through it. I thought maybe it was a bad infestation of weevil beetles. Then I looked closer and found it to be little toasted sesame seeds. They didn’t taste bad and Mrs. Miller let us have brown sugar and raisins to make up for the joke
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I have decided what I will do for April Fools Day. I told Miss Pine that I would clean the chalkboard so that I left school after everyone else. It didn’t take me long, and when I was finished I went to the little stream at the back of the school yard where so many of us got wet. I chose seven little pebbles that were about half the size of a marble.
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