And Then There Was Cursive

March 29, 1993 is the first journal entry where I write in cursive.  I’m eight years old.  It adds a new element of possibility for misspellings.  It’s great.  Again, there is some things lost in this transfer, because the handwriting is great.  I’m still writing with pencil too.

Today I woke up, as usall and hurried to school.  I read my

homework tine and got my morning work done.  Then after lun

-ch  we had a sell.  I had nindy two daller at the begening at the

end  I had fouredy five daller’s lelt and I only bought four things

Then I plased and playied with my fiend Amanda. Then I ate,

I danced then raid.  Then I snugle in bed to go to sleep.