18-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Thursday, January 29, 1914: Am learning a speech, sometimes I manage to say quite a bit, and then I get stuck.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
Hmm. . . Grandma apparently was going to give a speech at church. The previous day she wrote:
Ruth and I went up to town this evening. I am in some kind of a thing that’s to be given in the church. Went up to practice . . .
What was the topic? The minister at her church had recently left, and a new one had not yet been called. Maybe parishioners were trying to fill the gap.
The previous spring, back when Grandma was a high school senior, she was energized when she was in the class play, and when she was a graduation speaker. Hopefully this speech will be equally rewarding.
Here’s a few previous diary entries about how she felt about the play and the graduation speech:
Day of Class Play
. . . Our play went off pretty well, although we did make some slight mistakes. I cut quite a splash after I was all fixed up . . .
Working on Graduation Speech
And I have it all written now, but I got it most too long. I know the introduction so I don’t want that to be changed very much.
. . . At last I arrived at the church. We marched in and so on up to the front of the church, where we took seats in uncomfortable chairs and managed to sit out the evening. I recited my essay without a mental breakdown and then at last all was over, after which came congratulations and well wishes. . . .