Goats love to play

I saw a programme bout goats. People wondered if goats have horns. Some say they do others say they don't. All goats have horns but they burn them off if they are a few days old. The lamb didn't felt it but had two big holes in his soul. The vet sprayed some blue stuff on it.
An elderly lady has 200 goats with horns. She says if you give them enough room there's no need to remove them. Goats communicate with their horns and she feeds those who are higher in rank first. All the goats are sweet but those without horns are cleaner and look sweeter. The farmer says they like to play and if he walks they run after him.
I never drink the milk of a goat and we do not eat goat cheese either. The only cheese we buy is Edammer. It's a small ball. You need to cut it into two halves first and next take the wax off. It's difficult and the cheese easily slips out if your hands.

Saturday
January 2, 2021


Today I am too tired to write. My eyes hurt. I can't see well. I keep rubbing them. The corners of my eyes feel itchy and are chapped. It's painful and I want to sleep. I want to go to bed and sleep forever but I am not allowed to. I have to wait till Sunday is over. I sit and wait and scratch and rub and make my mother angry. I feel itchy allover. My lips are chapped too.

Sunday
January 3, 2021


School started again. It's better than staying home. The Christmas tree is gone and so is the decoration. We had to place our table and chair back before the teacher started the day. She always starts with a story from the Bible.

Monday
January 4, 2021


It's still winter. Children talk about ice skating. I have skates, can skate but I am not looking forward to it. My feet always feel so cold.
The ice isn't thick enough. We have to stay away from it. Perhaps this winter they will organize the 11 cities journey again. The only place we go ice skating is at the lakes of the castle where my granny lives. Many people go over there. Those who cannot skate yet use a chair. I cannot remember I learned it that way. Perhaps I did.

Tuesday
January 5, 2021


Today it was not a great day. I hoped to be home alone after school but my mother told me to come along with her. I had to sit in the car, waited in the car while she went inside. She visits people and I sit in the car and wait. Hardly anyone is outside. The car is cold and I have nothing to do. She knows the car makes me sick but she doesn't care. I don't like how the car smells and my mother is not a great driver.
She parked the car against the streetlight in front of our house. It's not the first time she damages the car. It will be repaired, she always does and once done you can't see the difference.

Wednesday
January 6, 2021


My dad is home but he is in the small room next to mine. He says I am not allowed to talk or make any noise because if I do he cannot think. I had to go to bed at 5 p.m. My mother needs that room tonight for her work. I lay in bed and wait till the itch is over. I can hear the voices through the wall. I don't want anyone to enter my room. Those visitors... they use our bathroom. I think that is not hygienic.

Thursday
January 7, 2021


We had handcrafts in the afternoon. It's what I like most at school next to reading. I went to modelling again. At the pottery class the teacher showed us how to enamel. I did my pot and watched how it went into the oven. School has a special clay oven. I wish I had one. Next time pot is ready.

Friday
January 8, 2021


I have to join a walking club. It's name is Blue-White. I don't like it but I have to. My mother took me to a tailor. She will make a blue skirt for me and my mother bought a white shirt and blue sweater. The emblem of the club needs to be attached to the sweater. In three weeks I have to go to the school next to mine where a bus waits. The bus takes us to a place where we have to walk 5 kilometres. What is the fun of that? It's winter, I get sick in a bus and it's cold outside. The skirt is short and not warm at all.

Saturday
January 9, 2021


Does it need to be Sunday again? I hate this day. I hate waking up early, cleaning the house, breakfast in my parents bedroom, my angry mother, the boring afternoon and the food that makes me ill.
I was forced to eat and after the meal I lay on my bed for hours with pain in my belly. It feels as if my belly explodes.

Sunday
January 10, 2021

A kid's diary

Replace that old standard


Christmas


Nothing left


Some peace

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