bragging about my sister's marriage Wednesday September 20 Italian troops enter Rome in 1870 Garnino was born in 1897 September 20 Well, I drew today's calendar on my diary.Today is the day the Italian army entered Rome and it is also my birthday.I wrote these two sentences on the calendar, so that friends who come to my house don't forget to give me gifts. Here are the gifts I have received so far: 1. Dad gave me a pistol that can shoot targets; 2. My sister Ada gave me a small checkered dress, but I am not interested in the dress because it is not a toy; 3. A pair of exquisite fishing rods, with hooks and fishing lines attached, the fishing rods can be disassembled into sections.Sister Virginia gave it to me.I like this gift very much, because I love fishing;

4. Sister Louisa gave me a pencil case and a red and blue pencil; 5. My mother gave me a diary, which is the best gift. Hi!What a great gift for mom!She gave me this diary so that I can write down my thoughts and experiences.It's like a beautiful book, with a green silk cover, and every page is so white, I don't know how to fill it!I used to be so eager to have my own diary, so that I can write down my memories.Every day before going to bed, my sisters, with disheveled hair and half-uncovered clothes, write about the day's events.I can now be like them too. I can't understand how these girls have so much to write about!

On the contrary, I had no idea what to write.So how can I fill every page of yours?my dear diary.My drawing talent helped me, and I drew a picture of myself in the diary, what I would have looked like when I was nine years old. Still, a beautiful diary like this should be used to record my thoughts, my considerations... There is a way!Wouldn't it be nice to copy a section of Sister Ada's diary?It just so happened that she and her mother went to visit someone else's house. I went into Ada's room, opened the drawer of her desk, and took out her diary.Now you can safely copy.

"Oh! If only that little old man never came to my house again! But to-night again! It's impossible! I don't like him! I don't like him! I never will like him... Mother Said he was very rich, and if he proposed to me, I should marry him! Isn't that cruel? My poor heart! His hands are thick and red, and he only talks to his father about wine, oil, and land , peasants, cattle; never saw him in a fashionable dress... Oh, if only this had been done sooner! If only this had been done sooner! My heart would be at peace, too... Last night , when I saw him out, there were only the two of us at the door, and he wanted to kiss my hand, and I ran away. I made his desire come to naught... Oh no! I love my dear Alberto de Laikis. But what a pity he is a little poor clerk.... He keeps driving me out of my mind and I can't take it anymore! What a disappointment! How life disappoints me... I Unfortunate!!!……"

Well, just copy these few lines, because I've already filled two pages. Before going to bed I opened you again, my diary, because something serious happened tonight. As usual, around eight o'clock, Mr. Adolfo Capitani arrived.He's an old thing, bad thing, fat and red...my sisters make fun of him for perfect reason! And I'm in the living room with my diary.Suddenly, he screamed at me—it was like a cat screaming when it is skinned—he said: "What is our Ganino looking at?" Naturally, I immediately handed the diary to him. He read it aloud in front of the whole family.

At first, my mother and sisters laughed like idiots.Unexpectedly, when he read the paragraph I copied from Ada's diary, he roared and tore the diary with his hands, but the diary was very strong.In order to find out what was going on, he asked me solemnly: "Why are you writing these bastards?" I replied that there was no way these words were bastards, because I copied them from my eldest sister's diary.She has more say than I do and knows what to say. As soon as he said this, Mr. Capitani stood up with a serious face, took off his hat, and left without saying a word. Really uneducated!

At this time, instead of being angry with Capitani, my mother yelled at me; the stunned Ada also burst into tears, tears like spring water. They all went to comfort my eldest sister! okay!Better to go to sleep.At this time, I am very happy, because I have written three full pages in my dear diary! September 21