Meeting Calvin

Somehow I still could not remember what Mrs Whatsit said in my dream. Tess...tesser......

I do not know if there is really such a thing, neither do I know how mother came to know about this. Maybe if Father hadn't disppeared, then maybe this could not have happened at that time.

Also, this morning, Miss Potter tried to ask me to name the imports and exports of Nicaragua. In fact, i could remember none of them. I don't understand why I needed to do that, let alone learn it. In a fury, I flounced out of the classroom, and as a result, I was called to Mr Jenkins(the school's principal) office yet again. He told me that I was inexcusably rude, but I think he was the one who has to be rude, because he kept dragging my parents into the picture, especially my Father, who has "disappeared" sometime ago.

That afternoon, when I got back from school, I ate my lunch, then Charles wanted to go to Mrs Whatsit's house - to ask her to return the sheets back to Mrs Bumcombe. Charles in fact, actually said that Mrs Whatsit was not alone in that house, so who were her friends? This was all very confusing to me.

On the way, I met a boy, who was wondering around the house. His name was Calvin O'Keefe. He was a couple of grades above me, about fourteen years old.

School today

It was an awful day at school today.

Already, I have been dropped to the lowest section of the grade, and now it seems to be getting worse and worse.

I met with one of my teachers, who wondered why I was "unintelligent", though mother and father were all scientists. During lunch, somebody tried to say that I act like a baby. Later, one of the boys in school think that Charles is a dumb baby brother, that hurt me so much that I fought with him and ended up that my eye had a big bruise underneath it and my blouse was torn. Serves me right.

That night, there were several hurricane warnings, and I had difficulty sleeping. Eventually I slept, but I dreamt that the tramp that had been stealing Mrs Bumcombe sheets came to my house, and her name was...Mrs Whatsit. But was it true? Maybe it was just another normal dream, so maybe I should forget about it.

Introducing myself

My name is Meg. I have a few siblings, one of whom is the young Charles Wallace. He appears to be a weird guy, and he seems to know what I'm doing, all the time. The Sandy and Dennys, my other siblings, wanted to protect me from awful comments from other people about me.

My parents were both scientists, but my father disappeared some time ago. How I wish I could see him again.