Dear Ted,
I just got home from work and since everyone has gone on to bed this is a nice quiet time to sit down and write my daily little “chat” to you. I beg your pardon – everyone else has not gone to bed. Father is still up tending the fire and snatching a cup of coffee or a snack (I'm certainly starting out good as far as mistakes are concerned), or something. Anyway, I can at least concentrate tonight.
I was very happily disappointed at work today. Usually half a dozen people dispute the charges on their calls and try to start an argument when I give them the charge but today not a single person did that. That seems very unusual to me and especially since there is a new tax (federal) on long distance calls which is considerably higher than formerly. It went into effect while I was away (guess where). Everything considered (including the other operators), my day at work was most uneventful and much less trying than usual.
This morning we walked into church to find it beautifully clean, carpeted and with the floors refinished. I think I told you before that we were going to do it didn't I? Well, it was accomplished (no credit to myself, understand) and really it improves the church no end. Besides all that, there were artificial palms at either end of the platform and 3 beautiful bouquets of flowers arranged on the alter and platform. In spite of all this improvement, our Sunday School attendance dropped to 102. Isn't that awful? We're going to do our best to build it up though.
In my Sunday School class there were only 7 until they added 4 younger boys who were “teacher-less”. The class was good in spurts more or less. One time they would listen and answer questions and talk and the next time they would be fooling around and then pop some silly remark. I suppose I can't expect much else from them since they're young but it does seem peculiar that they are much better behaved for an older person. Of course I don't mean I really think it's peculiar because I know they don't have as much respect for me for the simple reason that I'm not enough older than they are. I really can't blame them too much. They like to tease me and joke with me outside of class because I can take it and they don't consider me much different when I stand in front of them as their teacher. That is my only objection to teaching that particular class and I think I'm justified, don't you? Of course as long as they want me to be assistant, I'll do my best. I wish you'd tell me how you would handle the kids if you were in my place. Will you? Please don't think I'm complaining about all this. Really I'm not, Ted.
It was such a lovely day here today. I didn't get to enjoy it much though. Right after dinner (when the dishes were done of course) I was so drowsy, I just went upstairs and slept until time to go to work. Isn't that some way to enjoy a beautiful day? Probably next Sunday when I don't have to work it will rain, or snow or sleet, or something dreadful like that. Let's hope not.
It's so quiet now. Father went to bed a little while ago and I don't hear a sound from upstairs. Even the animals are quiet. All I hear is my pen moving over the paper and every once in awhile I hear that funny sound the electric clock makes. Remember?
It's after 12:00 now and I'm beginning to get sleep again. I'll bet you're deep in slumber by now after a good day's work. I sincerely hope it was a really good day for you.
Keep up the splendid work, and I'll be waiting for your letters. I wish I could do something about your getting mine every day regularly, but I don't know what else it would be. Any suggestions?
With love,
Dolores
I just got home from work and since everyone has gone on to bed this is a nice quiet time to sit down and write my daily little “chat” to you. I beg your pardon – everyone else has not gone to bed. Father is still up tending the fire and snatching a cup of coffee or a snack (I'm certainly starting out good as far as mistakes are concerned), or something. Anyway, I can at least concentrate tonight.
I was very happily disappointed at work today. Usually half a dozen people dispute the charges on their calls and try to start an argument when I give them the charge but today not a single person did that. That seems very unusual to me and especially since there is a new tax (federal) on long distance calls which is considerably higher than formerly. It went into effect while I was away (guess where). Everything considered (including the other operators), my day at work was most uneventful and much less trying than usual.
This morning we walked into church to find it beautifully clean, carpeted and with the floors refinished. I think I told you before that we were going to do it didn't I? Well, it was accomplished (no credit to myself, understand) and really it improves the church no end. Besides all that, there were artificial palms at either end of the platform and 3 beautiful bouquets of flowers arranged on the alter and platform. In spite of all this improvement, our Sunday School attendance dropped to 102. Isn't that awful? We're going to do our best to build it up though.
In my Sunday School class there were only 7 until they added 4 younger boys who were “teacher-less”. The class was good in spurts more or less. One time they would listen and answer questions and talk and the next time they would be fooling around and then pop some silly remark. I suppose I can't expect much else from them since they're young but it does seem peculiar that they are much better behaved for an older person. Of course I don't mean I really think it's peculiar because I know they don't have as much respect for me for the simple reason that I'm not enough older than they are. I really can't blame them too much. They like to tease me and joke with me outside of class because I can take it and they don't consider me much different when I stand in front of them as their teacher. That is my only objection to teaching that particular class and I think I'm justified, don't you? Of course as long as they want me to be assistant, I'll do my best. I wish you'd tell me how you would handle the kids if you were in my place. Will you? Please don't think I'm complaining about all this. Really I'm not, Ted.
It was such a lovely day here today. I didn't get to enjoy it much though. Right after dinner (when the dishes were done of course) I was so drowsy, I just went upstairs and slept until time to go to work. Isn't that some way to enjoy a beautiful day? Probably next Sunday when I don't have to work it will rain, or snow or sleet, or something dreadful like that. Let's hope not.
It's so quiet now. Father went to bed a little while ago and I don't hear a sound from upstairs. Even the animals are quiet. All I hear is my pen moving over the paper and every once in awhile I hear that funny sound the electric clock makes. Remember?
It's after 12:00 now and I'm beginning to get sleep again. I'll bet you're deep in slumber by now after a good day's work. I sincerely hope it was a really good day for you.
Keep up the splendid work, and I'll be waiting for your letters. I wish I could do something about your getting mine every day regularly, but I don't know what else it would be. Any suggestions?
With love,
Dolores
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