Annie would say she was absent from school the day this lesson was taught. I guess I was too.
Who knew that feelings were so important? I am learning so much from this book my counselor recommended.
I recently tried, for the first time, to read Pride and Prejudice. After eighty pages, I gave up. My friend Sarah, who lent me the book on request, called it one of her “comfort books,” and I fully expected to find my place in the story. Perhaps it’s not my time yet, so let’s just say I hope to try again some day.