12. 15 October 2013
It’s been a busy week. I’ve managed to get all my assignments done, including a short story. Next week we each have to submit a synopsis for a novel we’re going to write. I have some ideas I want to turn into a novel
On Friday, I was brave enough to read a passage I’d written in class out loud. Professor Petersen complimented me on my and use of certain words that are not as commonly used.
And Saturday morning I went to Oxford’s Museum of Natural History. It’s not as big or as fancy as the London one, but it’s still an interesting place to go, especially since it’s right next door to the Pitt Rivers Museum of Antropology.
I could spend hours looking at the different exhibits and sketching individual pieces like I did on school trips with the Art students. Did you ever go to those museums, Grandad? I must have visited them ten times while I was at secondary school, though I don’t think I was as appreciative of them then and I am now.
Maybe it’s because I write stories both in my free time and in my studies, but I look at most of the items displayed and I wonder what stories are behind them; who owned them? What kind of people were they? What happened to them?
So many questions, and not all of them have answers. Or ones I’d ever be able to hear.
With love from your granddaughter,