I do not understand why Mother carries on as she does, about progress being so evil. I am thankful for progress, thankful for the fact that their is talk that one day women may get the vote. And I am glad that Father bought a Motor car. I think Mother is warming up to the automobile too, because it is opening new doors to us. Papa says that maybe someday almost everyone may have an automobile. Wouldn't that be something?
Mother still frowns on the fact that I am going to be a writer someday just like Louisa May Alcott. She says that is not a womans place, but I do not agree with her on that. I think I will someday make a good writer.
I wish Mother didn't frown on progress so. I wish she did not think to much education was a bad thing. I fear if it were not for Papa I would not have anyone to help me understand Mother or talk to her. I can not help that my whole world does not revolve around trying to get a good husband. Perhaps someday I will have a husband, but it is not my focus right now. I want to dream of being a career woman right now, and I am so thankful Papa has agreed to let me go to highschool perhaps some day I will even get to go to college.
To Be Continued