It has been a long time since I had time to write. But always, no matter what I’m doing, I am writing to you. Dear Celie, I say in my head in the middle of Vespers, the middle of the night, while cooking, Dear, dear Celie.
And I imagine that you do get my letters and that you are writing me back: Dear Nettie, this is what life is like for me.
We are up at five o’clock for a light breakfast of millet porridge and fruit, and the morning classes. We teach the children English, reading, writing, history, geography, arithmetic, and the stories of the bible. At eleven o’clock we break for lunch and household duties.
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