Silver and Gold: Chapter 23
| May 25, 2016
2/15/16I wonder if there’s anyone else in this class who is still keeping their journal. The project ended officially on Chanukah when we did that whole self-assessment with the before and after questions. Mrs. Brandweis expressed her “sincere hope that we would continue to use journaling as a life tool for further growth and self-awareness” but she didn’t make it mandatory and I’m sure most of the class never wrote another word. Although I haven’t told anyone that I’ve continued so maybe there are some other secret journalers too?
I don’t know about the “tools for growth and self-awareness” thing but I like journaling. It helps me sort out my thoughts and when I reread what I wrote I feel better. Like it organizes all the things I’m thinking so it’s not just stuff floating around in my head. It starts to make sense.
Right now what I need to organize are my thoughts about this new job I took — I mean this new job I’m thinking of taking. See what I mean? I wrote “took” as if it’s a done deal — that’s a dead giveaway. It shows that inside I’m planning on taking it. But first I need to sort through the mush surrounding it.
I went to the Winters for my interview after school today. Their house was totally not what I expected — it was huge and gorgeous and I think I saw a maid in the kitchen. Just when I was thinking what a charmed life this mother must lead she brought me to meet her son. His name is Danny. I’m not sure exactly what’s wrong with him she didn’t tell me straight out but I think he must be autistic or something like that.
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