The first day at school was fine I guess. All children told about their vacation and after that, it was back at work. I have the same teacher, the same children and there's still no room for us in school. I wonder what happens if we go to the next grade. Perhaps more children will leave? Two already did but we are still with many.
Monday
August 24, 2020
The housekeeper came back yesterday. I wonder what she does the whole day on. She can not cook, doesn't do the shopping, the beds, the bedrooms not vacuum clean or the dishes. We have a dishwasher. Everything goes inside except those things my mother uses. She cooks them in a pan and adds some tablets to the water. My mother does it herself. The housekeeper is not allowed to do it. Not allowed to be in the room next to mine either. Why is she there? She doesn't care about me, hardly speaks to me. I can not say I missed her. The dogs didn't miss her either. She never lets them out, doesn't feed them, or comb their hair. Perhaps she is afraid of dogs. It must be an easy job to be a housekeeper at our house especially if my mother isn't home. You get paid for drinking coffee and reading magazines.
Tuesday
August 25, 2020
It's Wednesday and I don't feel so well. My skin hurts and my eyes hurt too. I never look normal or have normal skin. All the cream doesn't help it only makes it worse. I do not want to visit the doctor again or go to the hospital. Those doctors do nothing. They do tests on me but I think it's just for the money. They do not care. The doctor said I am allergic to dogs. My mother said I am not. If she has to choose between me and the dogs she will send me away but she didn't. She was right I think. She brought the hair of our dogs and I am not allergic to them.
I still had to come along with my mother to the doctor. Not for me but for her. I do not like to come along with her but she hates taking me to the hospital too. I cost her time and money.
Wednesday
August 26, 2020
Today was the first day I went to gymnastics again. I learned nothing and I still don't like it. The stupid girls are there, thinking they are special. Are they? I wonder if their mothers are just like them.
It is still summer and not dark outside when I go to bed. My mother needs to work which means bedtime for me. I am not allowed to be in the house if the people are there. Now they watch our new color tv and I am in bed listening to the children playing outside. It's good they are outside and to listen to them. I don't like to hear my mother's voice or my dad hitting on the wall saying I need to be quiet. I wonder where dad is. Is he allowed to be downstairs? Perhaps he hides in the kitchen or in his bedroom. He cannot be in the shed because the roof isn't fixed yet.
Thursday
August 27, 2020
A kid's diary
Shuffling
A box
Off the roof
Homesick
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