Dear Diary
December 25, 1933 Dear Diary, It is Christmas today. Pa and Ma gave me this diary. I was surprised. I didn’t think there would be any gifts this year. Pa has little work. Hardly anyone in the city has work. Pa had some socks that Ma couldn’t mend anymore. Martha got a doll made out of one of them. Charlie got a toy dog made out of another. Guess I was too old for a doll or a dog. I can help Martha play with her doll. I like my diary. I think Ma made it from some papers she saved and tied it...