Today we will read a little essay written by Middle Sister in the year 1977. If I knew how to scan documents I'd post the original which she wrote on a piece of loose leaf paper. But that frustrating topic--relating to technology, instruction manuals, learning new things, crying and impatience--is for another time.
"My name is Middle Sister. I am nine years old. I will be ten on July xxth, 1977. (This year is 1977.) I have two sisters, Chesapeake Bay Girl and Baby Sis. CB Girl is twelve. Her birthday is on January xxth. She goes to the Mathews Intermediate School. She takes piano lessons and has been taking them since November 1975. She weighs 95 lbs. and is skinny and strong! She likes things that have action. She has a pony named Thunder. She took riding lessons too. About a year from Mrs. Thomas in English and some from Mrs. Griffith in Western. Her middle name is Carol.
Baby Sister (whose middle name is Biddle) is my younger sister who is six years old. She will be seven on October xx, 1977. She used to take piano lessons. She used to take riding lessons too. Baby Sis is in the Gloucester County Day School with me. She is in first grade. She is the smartest of her class. She ways [sic] 65 lbs. She is not exactly skinny, but not fat. She took riding lessons from Mrs. Thomas, English."
- Middle Sister, Age 9
And now, at age 44, I, Chesapeake Bay Woman, would like to write the missing paragraph about Middle Sister using her format above as a guideline for what's important to cover when discussing one's sisters:
"Middle Sister, whose middle name is Kay, never took piano lessons. We do not know why. She did go to 4-H and was a champion egg grader thanks to Mr. Dinwiddie, who is a subject for another time. Wonderful man, colorful character. Middle Sister was so smart she had to skip a grade, and she hasn't stopped talking since she was two. She took riding lessons, English, from Mrs. Thomas and rode a pony named Brillo. (I rode Taffy and Yogi. Some poor person got stuck with Pendragon who'd always lie down when you tried to ride her. But we're not here to talk about that now. Middle Sister never strayed like this from the topic at hand now did she?)
Middle Sister talks a lot and is always putting on a show to
p.s. I'd also be curious to hear what Baby Sister has to say about being called the smartest in her class. Something must have gone terribly awry in later years but that, like Mr. Dinwiddie and like Baby Sister's middle name of Biddle, is a topic for another day.
p.s.s.t. I really do love my sisters but it's just so