I saw that Louisa Parkinson is having a party for Christmas. I wish I could go! She might not want me though because I'm a Muggle. Although she is nice sometimes, and maybe she wouldn't mind. It doesn't matter anyway because there is no way I could get back to the UK! It would be fun to meet everyone. Maybe I'm a little jealous that all (or most) of you are over there, and I'm here. That's crazy though because I'm far away from the war. I'm very safe here. And I know some of you wouldn't even be able to go to the party.
I feel guilty for some of the ridiculous things that run through my mind.
Maybe I'm a little down because my dad started talking about moving here. Our tourist visa is going to run out in July, so then we have to decide whether we want to go return to London or stay here. I like it here, but I want to go back! I miss London. But my dad thinks it's highly doubtful the war will be over by then. He thinks it might last for years. It's so depressing.
Let's talk about something happy. What are your favorite Christmas traditions?
Well, you can talk about sad stuff too....if you want. You guys have more to whinge about then I do.
26 November 1997
Owl
I caught Julia with an owl today. I hope she wasn't trying to send a message out to anyone.
She claims she was just having some bird-human bonding time. That's really not a Julia thing, but maybe I should give her the benefit of the doubt.
The owl was weird. It made a barking sound. Actually, before I got close enough I thought Julia was holding a small dog. When I got pretty close, the owl flew away. I couldn't tell if there was a message attached.
I think there was a message attached. I hope it wasn't going anywhere that would bring us trouble.
She claims she was just having some bird-human bonding time. That's really not a Julia thing, but maybe I should give her the benefit of the doubt.
The owl was weird. It made a barking sound. Actually, before I got close enough I thought Julia was holding a small dog. When I got pretty close, the owl flew away. I couldn't tell if there was a message attached.
I think there was a message attached. I hope it wasn't going anywhere that would bring us trouble.
23 November 1997
Haircut
I had a vivid dream last night. I thought maybe I should write it down. Are any of you good at dream interpretations?
Well, this is what happened:
I'm outside a house with a bunch of kids. We're trying to harass the woman who lives in the house. We're being loud and obnoxious. The woman comes out and is very angry. I think maybe she is scared too. The other kids all run, but I gut stuck. The woman grabs me and drags me into her house. Then she drags me to the kitchen. I'm scared, but more than that...I'm angry.
She sits me down on a chair. I resist a bit, but she's stronger than me.
She decides to punish me by cutting my hair. This really upsets me for some reason.
She gets a scissors and tries to cut my hair, but the scissors is too dull. It won't work.
Then for some reason, we stop being angry with each other. I don't know why. It's weird.
I start to like the woman. She finds another scissors and I sit quietly as she gives me a haircut. She's done, and I see it. It's lovely. I am happy with the way I look. The woman is happy too. She seems to really like me now.
She says, "what's your name?"
I say, "Alex."
She looks at me surprised, but it also seems as if she kind of expected me to say that. Then she asks my sister's name.
I told her it was Julia.
The woman seems happy and excited about my answer.
That's all I remember.
I hope all of you are doing okay. Things are fine here. We're been playing a lot of video games. And the weather is getting warmer so we've been swimming a lot. It feels really strange to have hot weather in November....but oh well.
Well, this is what happened:
I'm outside a house with a bunch of kids. We're trying to harass the woman who lives in the house. We're being loud and obnoxious. The woman comes out and is very angry. I think maybe she is scared too. The other kids all run, but I gut stuck. The woman grabs me and drags me into her house. Then she drags me to the kitchen. I'm scared, but more than that...I'm angry.
She sits me down on a chair. I resist a bit, but she's stronger than me.
She decides to punish me by cutting my hair. This really upsets me for some reason.
She gets a scissors and tries to cut my hair, but the scissors is too dull. It won't work.
Then for some reason, we stop being angry with each other. I don't know why. It's weird.
I start to like the woman. She finds another scissors and I sit quietly as she gives me a haircut. She's done, and I see it. It's lovely. I am happy with the way I look. The woman is happy too. She seems to really like me now.
She says, "what's your name?"
I say, "Alex."
She looks at me surprised, but it also seems as if she kind of expected me to say that. Then she asks my sister's name.
I told her it was Julia.
The woman seems happy and excited about my answer.
That's all I remember.
I hope all of you are doing okay. Things are fine here. We're been playing a lot of video games. And the weather is getting warmer so we've been swimming a lot. It feels really strange to have hot weather in November....but oh well.
11 November 1997
Brainwashing
I read the Ministry news today. I wish I was allowed to comment there still; but I guess it's okay. Other people say what I would have said, so it's not too big of a deal.
The story from yesterday really bothers me. I think it's so sad that Michaela Watson has been brainwashed to hate Muggle-Born wizards. Would she hate Julia then? Would she hate Julia if she didn't know Julia was Muggle-Born?
Would Michaela automatically hate me?
It's depressing to think that someone could hate me without even knowing me.
I've seen people brainwashed in the other direction as well. I'm guessing some rebellion children are being taught that all pureblood wizards are bad.
I wish we could learn to give people the benefit of the doubt.
In other news, I'm going to change the name of this site. I feel weird saying I'm part of Dumbledore's Army because it's not really true. I WISH I was part of that, but I'm not.
The story from yesterday really bothers me. I think it's so sad that Michaela Watson has been brainwashed to hate Muggle-Born wizards. Would she hate Julia then? Would she hate Julia if she didn't know Julia was Muggle-Born?
Would Michaela automatically hate me?
It's depressing to think that someone could hate me without even knowing me.
I've seen people brainwashed in the other direction as well. I'm guessing some rebellion children are being taught that all pureblood wizards are bad.
I wish we could learn to give people the benefit of the doubt.
In other news, I'm going to change the name of this site. I feel weird saying I'm part of Dumbledore's Army because it's not really true. I WISH I was part of that, but I'm not.
07 November 1997
Genes and Stuff
Hello.
I'm sorry I haven't written in awhile. My mum found out about you-know-who's interruption of the Rebellion concert. She was a bit paranoid about allowing me to use the Internet. My dad talked her into calming down a bit. So here I am.
We went to see a film this afternoon. It's called Gattaca. It reminds me a bit of what's going on in our lives. It's all about people caring too much about your genetics. It's like the whole blood status thing.
People care too much about trivial things. Why can't we judge people on whether they're nice and do good things? Why do we have to care about things like their genes or their skin colour or their blood status?
All of this prejudice is really unfair, and it wastes a lot of time. Also, it kills people.
But still....the movie was good. I like the actors in it.
After the movie, we went to a Chinese restaurant. That was nice. I was hoping my fortune cookie would give me some profound advice about all that is going on. All it said was that I should eat more Chinese food. Really? That's the answer to everything?
I'm sorry I haven't written in awhile. My mum found out about you-know-who's interruption of the Rebellion concert. She was a bit paranoid about allowing me to use the Internet. My dad talked her into calming down a bit. So here I am.
We went to see a film this afternoon. It's called Gattaca. It reminds me a bit of what's going on in our lives. It's all about people caring too much about your genetics. It's like the whole blood status thing.
People care too much about trivial things. Why can't we judge people on whether they're nice and do good things? Why do we have to care about things like their genes or their skin colour or their blood status?
All of this prejudice is really unfair, and it wastes a lot of time. Also, it kills people.
But still....the movie was good. I like the actors in it.
After the movie, we went to a Chinese restaurant. That was nice. I was hoping my fortune cookie would give me some profound advice about all that is going on. All it said was that I should eat more Chinese food. Really? That's the answer to everything?
01 November 1997
In Memoriam
Rest in Peace, Carissa Conners.
To Dani and Fiona: I am terribly sorry for your loss.
I am sad for all of you.
To Dani and Fiona: I am terribly sorry for your loss.
I am sad for all of you.