Notebook Stories

When I was about 8 years old, I went with my grandmother once to the office where she’d worked. One of her friends there took a liking to me, and for several years afterwards, we kept in touch through short cards and letters. A few years ago, the friend, whose name was Lucy, returned some of my letters to her, which were really fun to read. I don’t think I still have any of Lucy’s letters to me, but I do still have some stamps from Hong Kong that she gave me, and this diary:

Lucy was Chinese, and at the time, it seemed very cool and exotic to get a diary that was MADE IN CHINA! I mean, who else had something that was actually MADE IN CHINA!?!?! I felt special! (Actually, it was made in Hong Kong, which was still a British colony at the time.) I found this design of this diary slightly goofy with the red cover and paintings and religious quotes, but it was definitely a unique addition to my notebook collection.

Unfortunately, I didn’t have anything very interesting to say during the brief time that I actually used it: