Sorry no posting...

I'm sure all of you read our mom's blog, so you know about the whole mud thing. It really stinks.

Which is why we haven't really had the time to post about the Christmas party, although it went well. I don't have enough time to post about it now, but I will post about it soon. I promise. As soon as Mama gets home, whenever that may be.

-Thistle

Josefie's First Week, Part 2

Hey everyone!

Sorry we never finished our story, we just never had the time!

Anyways, here's what happened on Wednsday:

I walking with Josefie and Cecily from Science, the three of us chatting happily. Lizzy and Felicity (who now likes to be called Felicy) joined us at the end of the hall with Lily trailing behind them. Lizzy and Lily were deep in conversation about what determines a flower petal's cover, with Felicy listening and occasionally making a comment.

Suddenly, Lily fell silent and put her head down. I looked to see what she had caused her silence. And there she was. Rema.

She was looing at her reflection in a mirror placed in her locker. I tapped Josefie on the shoulder.

"Josefie," I said, preparing to launch into the story. "That's-"

Josefie gasped before I could finished. "Rema!"

Rema looked up from the mirror, her eyes searching the hall until they fell on us. A look of surprise and...delight? Rema was delighted to see us!

"Josefie!"

Confusion swept through me.

"You...you know her?" I asked Josefie, feeling dizzy.

"Of course! She was one of my amigas back at American Girl. Then she got shipped away," Josefie answered excitedly. She ran foreward and embraced Rema. "I can't believe it's really you!"

"Me niether!" Rema replied. I'd never seen her so happy in my life. "When..." she trailed off when she saw us. "You're with them?"

"Si. They-" Josefie gestured to Lizzy, Felicy, and me. "They're my new sisters!"

"No. Way." Rema said. "You're friends with them?!"

"Si. They're great sisters!" Josefie exclamed, still yelling with excitement.

"Well," Rema said, a bit of humor entering her voice. "I guess that means I'll have to start being nice to you guys."

Oh my gosh. Rema was joking around. Like she was our friend! I couldn't believe it. She gets around a good friend and bam! She turns nice.

Josefie laughed. "What do you mean?" she asked Rema.

Rema didn't take her eyes off of us. "Well, we got off to a bit of a...rough start. I missed you so much, Josefie! I...I wasn't very nice to anyone. I turned into a...well, I turned into a bully." She turned to Josefie. "I'm sorry. I really didn't mean to. I didn't really realize it until Amythest confronted me." Rema turned back to us. "I'm sorry. For being mean and all. And you can bet I'll be at your Chirstmas party. If you want, I could help get it ready.

I was so surprised that I couldn't answer for a moment. Finally, I managed to say, "No, that's not nessesary. You're a guest. Thank you very much for the offer, though."

Rema smiled at me. "Okay. I hope this means we can be friends."

I smiled back. "I"ll have to get back to you on that."

Rema laughed. A good, nice laugh. Not laughing at me, laughing with me.

And I realized that, under all of the sadness of being torn away from her best friend, there was a nice person. Well, there was now that she and Josefie were back together again.

All I can say is, I can't wait until the Christmas party next week.

Josefie's First Week

Hey everyone! So sorry we didn't post this during the week, but we were so busy. Anyways, some surprising stuff happened during the week! Josefie and I (Amythest) will take turns posting about it. And any words Josefie use that are in Spanish, I've asked her to ask me what they are in English and write that instead of the Spanish word. So, here goes!

I'm starting.

Well, when we first got to MVAD on Sunday night, we took Josefie to the front office to get her schedule and supplies. We showed her where all of her classrooms are. She has at least one class with each of us, which is good. Finally, we went and spoke to the director of out play, Mr. Yorkson. He asked what Josefie could do. I exchanged a glance with Elizabeth, because this was something we hadn't discussed. Josefie stepped foreward.

"I like to sing," she said. We all stared at her. She hadn't told us this.

"Alright, then," Mr. Yorkson said. "Let's hear a voice!"

Josefie blushed, embarrassed. "What do you want me to sing?"

Mr. Yorkson thought for a minute before turning and disappearing into his office. He came back with a music book in his hands, open to a page that said, "Maybe, from the musical Annie". Josefie's eyes lit up.

"I know that song!" she said excitedly.

"Sing it for me," Mr. Yorkson said.

Josefie hesitated before taking the music book. She studied the words for a moment before she began to sing.

I hadn't heard the song before, but the way she sang it made me feel like I'd heard it a thousand times before. She was the most beautiful singer I'd ever heard, flowing through the notes perfectly. I could hear every note, every syllable, every letter the song contained. I hung on to the last word, and when she finished I felt dizzy. I didn't want the song to end.

Mr. Yorkson looked unmoved. "Yes, you've got a very nice voice there," he said briskly. "I can certainly let you be in the show. However, you will have to be a backround voice. I wish I could give you a better singing part, but it would be tragic to make someone else move aside, no? Although, no doubt, you certainly would be fenomonal at any of the singing roles. You all are." He winked at us and disappeared back into his office.

"He's a funny man, no?" Josefie asked, and we all laughed. We talked the rest of the way to the dorm.

Funnier things have been happening...TO BE CONTINUED

-Thistle