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MEMORANDA
Feb. 1932 
I made several literary achievements this month: KHS Washington Essay, 1st & only prize; Paris Pact - KHS & territorial prizes; Scholastic first in KHS short story, poetry, & familiar essay. Now my only anxiety & hope is to win honorable mention or territorial award in the Scholastic contests.

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I enter the fine arts division of the County Fair. She has much hope for me. If I could only win a prize with my paintings! Then! Anderson will take notice of my artistry.
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Fri 1932 
April Fool! How many did I catch! (and how many caught me!) I had a very good time at the Frosh-Senior dance. Played mah-jongg at first, and later my cold feet healed up-and I sallied forth to dance (tag dances only. I still don't have nerve to dance a long one) I'm not so bad-compared to W. or Alex. or [[?Souki]]-(four of us took turns in dancing with one partner) [[?Yukie]] gave me hints while I was dancing with her; Masayo was very good in following a green like me, but the prize (?) one was Edith S-oh boy was she heavy! Iron [[?belt]]! ox -2,000 lbs! heavy like anything. At first I couldn't know what was the matter with her-then W. told me she was heavy (before this I didn't know what "heavy" meant. I shall never forget [[strikethrough]] how W. struggled with her on the floor-as if trying to lead an ox!

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I rushed thru a poem "This Then Be Melody" & sent it to St. Nick. It's my favorite so far. Anderson says its good but the way she acts isn't so encouraging. I told her
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