My Secret War: The World War II Diary of Madeline Beck, Long Island, New York 1941 (Dear America Series)

My Secret War: The World War II Diary of Madeline Beck, Long Island, New York 1941 (Dear America Series)

Mary Pope Osborne

Language: English

Pages: 190

ISBN: 0590687158

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Thirteen-year-old Madeline's diaries for 1941 and 1942 reveal her experiences living on Long Island during World War II while her father is away in the Navy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

1:04 PM Page 78 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 S 23 R so transportation facilities won’t have to be used to carry food to grocers and can be used for military purposes instead. Mom even offered to come to the school and talk about all this. I’m thinking that the K3F club should have a series of special guest speakers. By the way, Miss Burke has come through in a swell way again. She’s going to tell the local paper to write an article about us. She has a good connection

7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 S 23 R Mrs. Hawkins shook her head in disapproval, but poured the fat into my can, anyway. Later, at dinner, she told everyone she’d never in her life heard of a fat club. She wanted to know what kind of people joined a fat club. I cracked up and explained to the others what had happened. They cracked up, too, and soon we were all laughing so hard, we couldn’t stop. Though I think she still didn’t understand, Mrs. Hawkins joined in because she’s such

felt like a double date. Theo and Clara held hands as Theo talked about shad and bluefish. Johnny and I held hands, too, and kept our eyes pinned on the waves for periscopes. Several times we poked one another, but what we saw always turned out to be a seabird or piece of driftwood. Gee, one thing’s for sure: Life’s never dull anymore. I’m having a great time. Can a person be in love with the excitement of war? Or is that too wicked? ✮✮✮ 92 RRD_001-181_r5kp.qxd 4/17/00 1:04 PM Page 93 APRIL

JUNE 26, 1942 Dear Diary, An odd thing has happened. Since Johnny and I called the FBI, I’ve stopped being afraid. I don’t feel I’m being watched anymore. Either the saboteurs and their Nazi sympathizers have all left town — or, they never even existed. Telling my story to the FBI has somehow lifted a big burden off me. Maybe I’m being foolish, but I feel safe now. 139 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 S 22 R 23 RRD_001-181_r5kp.qxd 4/17/00 1:04 PM Page 140 1 2 3 4 5 6 7

RRD_001-181_r5kp.qxd 4/17/00 1:04 PM Page 39 so bad, I feel crazy. Right now I’d do anything for Dad and for America. DECEMBER 18, 1941 Dear Diary, In the girls’ room before class, all Maxine could talk about was the dress her mother is making for her to wear to the women’s auxiliary Christmas dance. Apparently it’s a green velvet jumper with a peppermint-pink striped blouse. For crying out loud, doesn’t that girl know there’s a war on? When is she going to start doing her part? DECEMBER 19,

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