Josie.
When I went over to say goodbye, Reed insisted on walking me to the door.
“I’ll call you before I leave for camp.”
I managed to say, “Sure.”
I gave him a hug goodbye, but by the time I got to the elevato r, I worried that he might have gotten the wrong idea and regretted it.
M y books were strewn all over the place. While most of my friends bought clothes, I bought books and could get lost for hours in a bookstore. Lily thought I was crazy.
As I put my books away, I saw a folder protruding from under my bed. Inside, I found my school’s required summer reading lists and assignments for my classes that needed to be completed before school started. I’d signed up for a poetry class called English Poets .
I’d taken a Shakespeare class last year and loved it so much that this year I decided to tackle poetry. Nana loved poetry and on every visit, I’d find a poetry book in my room. Her favorite poets were Elizabeth Barrett Browning, John Keats, Percy Bysshe Shelley and Lord Byron. Luckily, those four poets along with William Blake, Lord Tennyson and William Butler Yeats were part of the curriculum. I had to check if we had any of the poetry books and if not, I’d have to go to the library.
When Amber started barking, it gave me an excuse to stop cleaning to go for a walk.
Back in my room, I noticed my electric and acoustic guitars and my keyboard in the corner of my room and decided to write a song. I got so involved that I lost
Mom called up that she was home, so I went downstairs and found her in the kitchen. She reminded me that they were having a dinner party.
I really didn't feel like being home anymore, so I called Daphne. “What are you doing tonight?” I asked.
“Nothing special. Why?”
“I'm bored. Can I sleep over?”
“Sure. That concert we tried to get tickets for is tonight at Rumsey Field. Want to go, sit on a bench and listen?”
“Okay. We can close our eyes and pretend we’re inside,” I joked.
We had a great time. I normally had trouble falling asleep at friends’ houses, but not tonight.
In the morning, I walked with Daphne and Grace to Stars and went inside to find a present for Grammy’s birthday. I eventually settled on a beautiful knit peach summer scarf. While Grace gift-wrapped the gift, I asked Daphne if there were any job openings at the store. She didn’t think so, but would check with her mom later.
Before I left , Grace asked if I wanted to meet at Café Lalo that evening. She had family visiting and had to stay for dinner, but wanted to get out of the house afterwards. I said sure.
When I got home, I called the Museum of Natural History and a lady told me that I needed to apply with the Department of Volunteer Services. First, there was an application to complete and with that you had to send a resume. Then, there would be a preliminary interview. Since I was under eighteen, I needed a permission letter from my parents. If I passed all these steps, I would be interviewed a second time and finally placed. By the end of this long process, I fully understood, it would be fall and I would be back in school. I checked some other museums and the process was the same. Even volunteering was difficult. Nonetheless, I decided to fill out the applications online anyway. I could volunteer on the weekends during the school year if I got accepted or at least be ready for next summer if need be.
I called Mom and she was at the obelisk for the photo shoot so I jogged over. For a research paper on Egypt in seventh grade, I wrote about obelisks and since then I’d been fascinated by them. This one was the only ancient Egyptian obelisk in America. Napoleon had admired this one, but thought it was too deteriorated, so he chose a different one for Paris. Cleopatra's Needle is the name given to all three Ancient Egyptian obelisks removed from Egypt. They were re-erected in London, Paris and New York City. Amazingly, the twin of the Manhattan