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New Chapter: Becky
Dear Reader,
Let me introduce Becky Pitt to you. She is David Wright’s granddaughter. She is a lively girl who likes maths and wants to become an actress. We talked to her and I found her an interesting personality. She reminded me of Becky Thatcher from ‘Adventures of Tom Sawyer’ by Mark Twain. I imagined Twain’s character just like Becky!
Unwelcome Visitors
I have written before about two of my very best and oldest friends who live in the Netherlands. They are George and his wife, Truus. They live in the south of the country in the province of Limburg. The Duchy of Limburg existed before the formation of the modern Netherlands and overlapped into what is now Belgium and Luxembourg. Netherlands, which literally means ‘Low Lands’ because much of the country, especially in the north, lies below sea level and is protected from flooding by the famous system of sea defences known as dykes.
Meet the Wrights
Dear Reader!
We haven’t heard much of the Wrights lately, have we?
Well, the family are continuing meet, phone, write letters and emails to each other about what is going on in their respective lives. They also send greeting cards on special seasons like Christmas, birthdays, mothers’ and fathers’ days, holidays, etc.
Health in America
First, a point about language. In an older grammar book or dictionary, you may find the distinction: “people are healthy, food is healthful.” This distinction has been largely dropped in favor of “healthy” for both usages, and in the following, we shall follow this usage.
Typical Day
Our day starts at 7am. Alarm clocks all over the house go off and sleepy children stumble out of bed. Milena, aged 2, is usually the only one left snoring as our day begins. The three school age children will sit and watch cartoons until I remind them they have to eat breakfast. Breakfast for them is cereal with milk or porridge; the older girls will drink a cup of tea too. If Rachael has to go in to work she will catch either the 7.23 or the 8 o’clock train. If it is the later she too will eat breakfast with us. If it is the earlier train she often runs out the house so fast there isn’t even time for the important morning cup of tea! For me a cup of tea and two slices of toast set me up for the day.
Life Story
I was born in London, England, just before the outbreak of WWII. I can remember little of the war, although the East End where I lived was a frequent target of German bombers and many neighbouring houses were destroyed. There was never any question in our minds that we would win and we were greatly encouraged when, after a couple of years, the Russians joined in too. As always, the Americans were late — they like to join the winning side!
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Dear Reader,
I have written before about two of my very best and oldest friends who live in the Netherlands. They are George and his wife, Truus. They live in the south of the country in the province of Limburg. The Duchy of Limburg existed before the formation of the modern Netherlands and overlapped into what is now Belgium and Luxembourg. Netherlands, which literally means ‘Low Lands’ because much of the country, especially in the north, lies below sea level and is protected from flooding by the famous system of sea defences known as dykes. 
Dear Reader!
Our day starts at 7am. Alarm clocks all over the house go off and sleepy children stumble out of bed. Milena, aged 2, is usually the only one left snoring as our day begins. The three school age children will sit and watch cartoons until I remind them they have to eat breakfast. Breakfast for them is cereal with milk or porridge; the older girls will drink a cup of tea too. If Rachael has to go in to work she will catch either the 7.23 or the 8 o’clock train. If it is the later she too will eat breakfast with us. If it is the earlier train she often runs out the house so fast there isn’t even time for the important morning cup of tea! For me a cup of tea and two slices of toast set me up for the day. 
I was born in London, England, just before the outbreak of WWII. I can remember little of the war, although the East End where I lived was a frequent target of German bombers and many neighbouring houses were destroyed. There was never any question in our minds that we would win and we were greatly encouraged when, after a couple of years, the Russians joined in too. As always, the Americans were late — they like to join the winning side!