2/27/95

February 27, 1995

Today I went to the temple for the first time with my “Beehive” class. It was fun. First, we went into a room for confirmations, then, we waited in a room where we could see the baptismal font. I was baptized for 6 people. It was neat. Hope to go again soon!
Love, Melonie
Age 12


Dear Journal,

I was just called to be the “Beehive” class president in Young Women! I hope I do a good job. I asked Kristy to be my secretary. I think we will do good together. Well, I guess I have to go.
Love, Melonie
Age 12


I don’t think I ever wrote about when I was hit (or flipped) by a car. That was a long time ago when I was something like 10. It all started when this girl let me ride her bike with no breaks. I was riding down the street at the side of the road when a truck with a wide trailer came by. My tire hit his trailer tire and got pulled under. The wheel bent and I went flying over the trailer. I landed on my head probably about 8-10 feet from where I’d left the bike. I couldn’t move for a while, but I remember the man from the truck looking down at me and telling me he was going to call the ambulance. I didn’t think he was serious but soon the fireman and all the emergency crew came. As soon as I could, I drug myself to the side of the road. My leg hurt too bad to move it. I remember looking at it and thinking it looked broke (but it wasn’t broke) and I had a really bad headache. The paramedics checked my vital signs. I was shaking uncontrollably and couldn’t talk to tell them what happened. This lady practically forced me to pet her dog (…as if she thought it would make me feel better?) while she told them what she saw; which wasn’t much. They wanted to take me in but I guess mom talked them out of it. Anyway, they said if I threw up to take me in. I did later that day… then I begged my mom not to take me. Later, while lying down on a blanket mom had put outside for me and eating watermelon, a bee stung the leg I couldn’t move!
Love, Melonie
Age 12


*All names have been changed in order to protect the privacy of those involved.